Mesmero circled Kokichi like a predator stalking its helpless prey, savouring every shiver and tremble radiating off the captivated heroine. His eyes devoured the sight of Kokichi's breasts rising and falling rapidly, the visible trace of sweat dotting their brow and trickling downward, leaving tantalising trails of wetness in its wake.
Finally, unable to resist any longer, Mesmero lunged forward, claiming Kokichi's lips in an unbridled display of raw hunger. Their tongues tangled and twisted, exploring new depths of passion previously unknown to either party involved. Kokichi's moans of ecstasy fuelled Mesmero's growing need for complete submission, their surrender both exquisite and addictive.