Sredovječni muškarac i anđeo u bijelom

Though quiet and reserved, nurse Koharu hides a surprisingly sensitive body—just a brush across her chest makes her flinch with pleasure, and when her legs part, her soaked heat betrays just how deeply she feels; as she moves atop him, her soft, round hips rise and fall in eager rhythm, and when taken from behind, her arousal spills freely, her breath catching with every deep thrust—yet even after being thoroughly satisfied, she looks up with that sweet smile and returns the favor with a slow, devoted kiss of gratitude.