The moment the hotel-room door clicked shut, Meisa Hanai’s slender shoulders rolled back and her black silk robe slipped to the floor. Moonlight sliced through half-drawn blinds, licking over the creamy arcs of her Japanese tits and tracing every curve of her tight Asian body until my cock jerked against my zipper. A single step forward and my palms were already cupping her weight, thumbs grazing swollen nipples just to watch them bead into hard, greedy peaks.
She inhaled sharply, lashes fluttering when my fingers squeezed that Japanese tit flesh in rhythmic pulses. The air thickened with the wet rustle of lace panties sliding down creamy thighs. Meisa knelt, cherry-red lips parting to tease the swollen head of my dick before she swallowed it in a velvet grip. Saliva dripped in shiny threads from her chin to her cream-covered Asian tits, glazing her cleavage until every slow thrust left a glistening trail across her sternum.
Need boiled over. Pushing her backward onto the bed, my thumbs dug into the underside of her breasts, kneading and lifting them like offerings. Meisa’s back bowed, knees spreading wide to show off slick folds already shimmering with her own juices. One rough shove and my shaft slid home, spearing into the tight heat sheathed around me while her Japanese tits bounced to every relentless slam.
Each thrust was a wet slap against her clit, my hips drilling deeper while my palms kept up that punishing squeeze. Meisa’s breath fractured into moans; her fingers clawed the sheets as cream dripped from her nipples to pool in the hollow of her throat. Flickering neon from outside painted her skin a sinful lavender, making her slick body shimmer like an oil painting of pure, raw fuck.
Her legs locked around my waist. One palm left her breast to grip her hip, jerking her tighter into every stroke. The other twisted her nipple until she sobbed, orgasm ripping through her like a tidal wave. Inner walls fluttered around my length, milking me until my vision blurred. With a final grunt, hips stuttered, balls drew tight, and cum spurted hot across those Japanese tits, glazing them in thick ribbons of white that dribbled down her sides onto the sheets.
Meisa panted beneath me, chest heaving in the aftermath, cream-slick nipples still twitching from aftershocks. One last slow swirl of my thumb through the mess drew a final shiver. We collapsed side by side, the scent of sex and jasmine heavy on our skin.
