She was like a riri nanatsumori, the sound of falling water as she slid her body over mine. My heart raced, my breath caught in my throat as I watched her slip into me, her pussy warm and wet as she gently rubbed against my prostate with every thrust. She moaned in pleasure, her voice a soft rasp as she teased me with each touch and kiss. But the real show was yet to come: when she rode that wave of passion, the force of her orgasm like an ocean crashing down on me, sending shockwaves through my body with every thrust.