After murmuring happily, Kuroka stood up, pulled Koneko’s body from behind, and faced the two of them such that she was beneath her sister.
She flipped up Koneko’s skirt and spread her soaked pussy from behind with her fingers.
“Since I interrupted earlier, I’ll help you with the rest-nyan.
Shirone, you’re dripping such lewd juices, were you actually thinking about him thrusting into your pussy while you were doing it with your mouth?”
She whispered into Koneko’s ear while urging Kenji.
When Kuroka lightly stirred the inside of Koneko’s vagina, that alone caused a large amount of love juice to be secreted, provoking the stationary Kenji.
“Yours hasn’t wilted at all yet.
There’s a saying that a man shouldn’t leave a meal untouched-nyan.
Since it’s a dream anyway, it’s best to drown yourself in it-nyan.”
“Dre…
am…”
He was starting to forget, but this was certainly a dream.
In that case, wasn’t there no need to worry about the fine details?
Though he was unaware, Kenji was also being spiritually interfered with by Kuroka.
Removing the inhibitions that were unnecessary in this place, so that he could be honest with his desires.
“Koneko-san…
again…”
Unable to think straight in this situation, his glans touched Koneko’s pussy.
“…Yeah, it’s okay…
come again.
Let’s feel good together…
Myah!?”
Unable to wait now that permission had been granted by Koneko herself, Kenji dived into Koneko’s vagina with all his might.
His thick cock speared deep into her incredibly tight, hot Nekomata pussy in one powerful thrust, stretching her narrow walls wide open and bottoming out against her cervix with a wet squelch.
A squelching water sound echoed as their genitals rubbed against each other, giving each other pleasure.
It was Koneko’s narrow vagina, but strangely, he didn’t feel it was painful or difficult.
Rather, the warmth inside the vagina and the moderate pain pushed Kenji’s pleasure forward.
Her velvety inner walls clenched and rippled around every inch of his throbbing shaft.
“Koneko-san’s inside…
is good!
I want to keep it in forever!”
“…Really…?
don’t have…
very good development…
like Sister or the President…!”
To the self-conscious Koneko, Kuroka added:
“Look, Shirone.
This boy’s face.
It’s a face that says he can’t help being obsessed with Shirone-nyan.”
With bloodshot eyes, Kenji simply moved his hips back and forth.
His face was looking only at the Koneko in front of him.
“…Kenji-kun…!
Get closer to me, more.”
Pulling the arms she was holding, Koneko drew Kenji closer.
When Koneko’s forehead hit his chest, she wrapped her arms around his back, drawing him even tighter.
Not just her arms, but her legs wrapped around Kenji’s waist as well.
Sandwiched between Kenji and Kuroka, Koneko made small movements.
Their breathing overlapped, their movements gradually synchronized, and Kenji’s meat rod throbbed violently.
“…Ah, it’s coming…
I can tell…
Ejaculate!
…I’ll take it all!!”
Koneko let out an especially loud cry, and the tightening inside her vagina became even stronger in anticipation.
The white cloudy liquid fired from the meat rod poured into Koneko’s vagina and all the way to her uterus.
“Ngh-heeeeeeeeee!?
Ah, ah, ah!!
Semen-ngh!?
It’s raging inside my pussy!!”
Koneko stuck her tongue out sloppily, taking in the pleasure given by the ejaculation.
Thick ropes of hot cum flooded her womb as her tiny pussy spasmed and milked him dry.
The ejaculation subsided, and after a short while, the meat rod that had been left inside was pulled out.
“Ah…”
Koneko closed her eyes from the fatigue she felt while appearing reluctant.
“Nyan.”
“Wha!”
And immediately after, she pinned Kenji down.
“I like being on top more than being ridden-nyan.
Well, that might not be the case if it’s a truly strong man, though.”
Getting into a cowgirl position and hovering her hips, she began a hand-job on his meat rod.
When she rubbed not only the shaft but also the sack, Kenji’s meat rod regained its size and hardness.
“As payback for earlier, I’m going to watch plenty of you looking pathetic-nyan.”
With that, she dropped her hips without resisting gravity from her pussy, which was touching the tip of the glans, and they connected at the deepest point.
Kuroka’s slick, experienced pussy swallowed his thick cock completely in one smooth motion, her hot walls gripping him like a vice as she bottomed out.
Immediately, in a practiced manner, she moved her hips in circles, attacking him with a pleasure different from when he was inside Koneko’s vagina.
Her powerful Nekomata pussy squeezed and rippled along his entire length, massaging every vein.
Kuroka’s vagina wrapped around him warmly, while her hip movements jerked him around at her whim.
It was the kind of stimulation that made him want to entrust everything to her.
“Come on.
Put in a bit of effort.
At this rate, your manhood will be ruined-nyan.”
She provoked him, but he could only do his best to move his hips a little.
As he was being swept along, Koneko got on top of Kenji, facing Kuroka, and pinched Kuroka’s nipples through the outfit.
“Nyat!?
Shirone!”
“…This is also payback for earlier.
I will make Sister feel good.”
Koneko began pulling and sucking on Kuroka’s nipples.
Kuroka was also surprised by this action.
“…Sister’s breasts are big and haven’t lost their shape; I’m jealous.”
“Sh-Shirone will surely get big too eventually, nyan?”
“…”
Perhaps unhappy that it was a question, Koneko began to handle Kuroka’s breasts a bit roughly.
There, Kenji touched Koneko’s small buttocks, which were resting on his chest, as if kneading them.