Her hips rose to meet his thrusts, moaning as he pumped deeper inside her with each stroke. The sensation was unlike anything she had ever felt before, and it sent shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body. As they moved together, lost in the heat of the moment, Aoi could feel herself growing closer to another climax.

With a sharp cry, she arched her back, her fingernails digging into yukio's shoulders as she was consumed by another wave of ecstasy.

The hot liquid filled her up, spilling over the edge and coating her insides with its warmth. She felt him pulsing inside her, his hips still moving even as he emptied himself into her. As their bodies finally relaxed against each other, their breathing slowing to a ragged rhythm, Aoi couldn't help but feel a strange sense of contentment wash over her.

She glanced back at yukio again, studying his features in the dim light filtering through the trees.

"Mmph! Oh yeah, right there! Don't stop!"

"Ooohh!! That feels so amazing!"