"Every night I hope..."

I'm sorry... for being such a mess.

"Every night I hope..."

I'm sorry... for being such a mess.

Her name on your lips sent a shiver down her spine, making her want more, need more. She arched into you, grinding against your hips as she felt herself growing wet with desire. The sensations were overwhelmingly intense, but in a good way, a way that made her feel truly alive for the first time in what seemed like forever.

As their kiss deepened and their bodies moved together in perfect rhythm, Eri knew that she had never wanted anything more than this moment, with you, right here.

She moaned against your lips as your fingers found her core, stroking and teasing until she was trembling with need. "Henry," she whimpered, arching into your touch. "Please..." Her voice trailed off, lost in the heat of the moment, but you seemed to understand all the same.

With a gentle nudge, you guided her hand down towards where she needed contact most, and as their fingers worked together, she felt herself starting to lose control, her body tensing and spasming with pleasure.

"Every night I hope..."

I'm sorry... for being such a mess.

"Every night I hope..."

I'm sorry... for being such a mess.

"Every night I hope..."

I'm sorry... for being such a mess.