Chapter 185: I Like Licking Your Balls***
Behind them, Zenzai continued recording, her eyes fixed on the scene before her.
Watching her sister being ravaged like this stirred a fresh wave of desire within her.
Her hand slipped between her thighs, fingers sliding inside her dripping folds as she began to pleasure herself.
Her juices flowed freely, evidence of her growing arousal.
Unable to resist any longer, Zenzai shifted closer, angling the camera for a clear view of Haruto's cock plunging into Shiruko.
The slick sounds and their moans reverberated through the room, stoking the flames of her own need.
Zenzai moved closer, her hand reaching for his balls. She cupped them gently, her fingers tracing over the sensitive skin.
Haruto froze, his movements halting as a surprised gasp escaped him.
"What are you doing?" he asked, startled by her sudden boldness.
Zenzai chuckled, a playful smirk curling her lips. With a quick slap to his ass, she teased, "Don't stop, honey. I just want a little taste."
Her voice carried a mischievous edge as she giggled, her eyes gleaming with desire.
Haruto shook his head, a crooked smile playing on his lips. "Do what you like," he muttered, resuming his thrusts into Shiruko's trembling body.
His movements quickened, his own release drawing near.
Zenzai leaned forward, her lips brushing against his balls as she began to lick them, her warm tongue tracing over his skin.
Her mouth closed gently, nibbling lightly, even as his thrusts rocked her slightly.
The musky scent of him only deepened her arousal, making her movements more fervent. She placed the recording device to the side, her full attention now on him.
Haruto groaned, his breath coming in ragged gasps as the dual sensations overwhelmed him.
Shiruko whimpered beneath him, her nails digging into his back as his cock drove deeper into her.
"NNNGGHHH!!! AZUKI!!! MORE! DESTROY ME! PLEASE!"
Shiruko cried out, her voice laced with desperation as her body arched into him.
Haruto barely registered the sting of her nails; his focus was on the warm, pulsing tightness that enveloped him.
His thrusts became erratic, each one driving him closer to the edge.
The feel of her cervix brushing against him sent jolts of pleasure through his body, her inner walls tightening like a second mouth, gripping him relentlessly.
Zenzai, still lost in her own pleasure, slid her hand down her body, her fingers slipping into her slick folds.
She moaned softly as she continued to lick and nibble at Haruto's balls, her movements fueled by the arousal that coursed through her.
"Ahh~ Azuki's cock... I need more," she whispered, her fingers plunging deeper as she chased her release.
The room was filled with their cries, the sounds of their bodies and ragged breaths blending into a chaotic symphony of pleasure.
Shiruko's voice broke through, trembling and frantic.
"OHH!!! GOD!!! I'M GOING TO CUM!!!" she screamed, her body quaking as the overwhelming sensations pushed her over the edge.
Her eyes rolled back, her walls convulsing violently around Haruto's cock.
"Cum as much as you want, Shiruko," Haruto growled, his voice rough and strained. "I'm right behind you."
The tightening of her pussy pushed him closer to his climax, each spasm drawing him deeper into bliss.
"AHHH!!! I'M CUMMING!!!"
Shiruko's body arched as her release hit her, her juices squirting uncontrollably.
The warm spray caught Zenzai's face, but she didn't flinch, her moans growing louder as her own climax loomed closer.
"MNNNHH!!"
Zenzai cried, collapsing onto the futon as her fingers worked furiously to bring herself to orgasm.
Yet the satisfaction wasn't the same—her body yearned for Haruto's touch, for his cock to fill her instead.
Haruto, spurred by Shiruko's trembling body and Zenzai's muffled moans, thrust harder and deeper.
With one final push, he came, his cock pulsing as he released his load deep into Shiruko's womb.
A guttural groan escaped him, his entire body shuddering as the waves of pleasure consumed him.
Shiruko gasped, her breaths shallow as she felt the warmth of his release spreading inside her.
"If I don't use contraception..." she murmured, her voice trailing off.
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Haruto, still catching his breath, smirked. "Great. I don't like using condoms or pulling out," he replied, his tone light yet teasing as he finally collapsed beside her.
After the three of them caught their breath, Haruto suddenly sat up, his gaze shifting to the video recorder nearby.
Picking it up, he played the footage to check the quality.
The soft hum of the playback filled the room as Zenzai and Shiruko moved beside him, each nestling against his shoulders—Zenzai on his left, Shiruko on his right. Their heads rested lightly against him.
"Oh my, it's hot," Zenzai murmured, a playful grin tugging at her lips.
Her confidence shone as she admired her image on the screen, her body entwined with Haruto's in the recording.
"Yeah, both of you were amazing," Haruto added, his tone casual but laced with genuine appreciation.
His eyes lingered on the video, thoughts flickering through his mind. 'Can I use this video to get closer to Ren's business?'
He pondered briefly before shaking his head internally.
'Nah, it'll probably end up like when I dealt with Kota—still wouldn't get anything out of it.'
"What are you thinking about?" Shiruko's voice pulled him from his musings.
Her tone carried a hint of curiosity as she tilted her head to look at him. "Are you thinking about my daughter?"
"Hm? Where is that coming from?" Haruto asked, glancing at her with a raised brow.
Shiruko leaned back slightly, her arms crossing over her chest. "Well, it seems like my daughter likes you a lot. And she said... you kissed her?" Her words carried a subtle edge, though her tone remained light.
"Oh wow, I can't believe you did that with my niece," Zenzai chimed in, shaking her head with a mix of disbelief and amusement.
Haruto glanced between the two women, a bewildered expression crossing his face.
"What is this? Some kind of 'choose between us or Akane' situation?" he asked, arching a brow skeptically.