Tomoe mami

The apartment door creaked open, revealing a figure framed by the hallway light. It was a young woman, her long golden hair fluttering slightly as she stepped inside.

She was a stark contrast to the cold steel and glass of the cityscape, her warmth and energy palpable even from a distance.

Her eyes met Shirou's, and she offered a smile that could melt the stoniest of hearts. "Good evening, Shirou-san," she said.

The young woman, known as Tomoe Mami, walked into the apartment, her movements as elegant as a gazelle.

Shirou felt a sudden tension in the air, his eyes drawn to the gentle sway of her hips and the swell of her breasts beneath her buttoned top. The room grew hotter, the air thick with anticipation.

Tomoe stepped closer, her eyes gleaming with a playful mischief. She reached up and began to slowly, deliberately, unbutton her shirt. Each button released with a soft click, revealing inch by inch of her pale, creamy skin.

Shirou's breath hitched as he watched, his eyes locked onto the delicate dance of Tomoe's fingers as they continued their descent. The fabric parted, revealing a bouncy, alluring expanse of flesh.

Her breasts, now freed from their confinement, were the perfect blend of softness and firmness, the pink of her areolae a stark contrast to the white of her skin. They swayed gently as she stepped closer, a silent invitation that Shirou couldn't resist.

Without breaking eye contact, he reached out and cupped one in his hand, feeling its weight and warmth. Tomoe gasped softly, a sound that was music to his ears.

With his free hand he unzipped his own pants, freeing his erect member which stood tall and proud. He could feel the anticipation building within him, his heart racing as if he were about to engage in a high-stakes battle.

She knelt before him, her eyes never leaving his as she pressed her boobs together to create a soft valley for his cock.

"Mami," Shirou murmured, his voice thick with desire.

Her smile grew wider, and she leaned forward, her breath hot against his skin.

Tomoe wrapped her soft, full breasts around Shirou's shaft, creating a warm, enveloping embrace. He groaned as she began to move them up and down, her eyes still locked on his, her movements both sensual and deliberate. The friction was exquisite, and the sight of his cock disappearing between her cleavage was almost too much to handle.

The warmth of her body radiated up his legs as she leaned in closer, her breasts sliding against his skin in a rhythm that was both maddening and heavenly. Shirou felt his cock throb with need, the blood rushing to the tip. He watched in awe as Tomoe's expression grew more focused, her eyes narrowing slightly as she worked her tits around him.

Her movements grew more vigorous, her hands pressing her breasts tighter around his length as she quickened the pace. Shirou's eyes fluttered shut, his mind swimming in a sea of pleasure as her body moved in a mesmerizing symphony of desire.

Tomoe's breath grew ragged, her chest heaving as she worked his cock. He felt a drop of precum form at the tip, and she leaned in, her tongue flicking out to catch it. The sensation was electric, and Shirou couldn't help but let out a moan of pleasure.

Encouraged, Shirou felt his own passion build as he watched Tomoe's dedication to bringing him pleasure. He reached down, his fingers threading through her golden hair as he gently guided her closer. His cock throbbed with the need for more, and he could feel his climax approaching.

With a knowing look, Tomoe leaned in closer, her plump, rosy lips parted slightly. He watched in anticipation as she extended her tongue, a bead of saliva forming at the tip.

With a deliberate flick, she let the saliva drip from her mouth, the clear fluid landing on his cock with a tantalizing splash. The coolness of it made him shiver, and the sensation was like a spark igniting a fuse. His cock jerked in response, and she giggled, a sweet, seductive sound.

Shirou felt his climax approaching, a pressure building deep within his core. He could no longer hold back, the need to release was too great. He gripped her hair tighter, and she looked up at him, her eyes half-lidded with lust. She knew what he wanted, and she was more than happy to oblige.

With a final, **** thrust, Shirou erupted, his hot cum spurting out and splattering across Tomoe's face. She moaned with delight, closing her eyes and tilting her head back to catch every drop. It coated her cheeks, her nose, and her chin, a sticky, white mess that made her look like a decadent dessert.

Tomoe's eyes snapped open, a look of pure ecstasy on her features.

"Mm," she murmured, licking her lips, which were now glossed with the remnants of Shirou's release. "So warm, so delicious."

The taste of his essence lingered on her tongue, a 'salty' reminder of their shared passion. Shirou felt a shiver of pleasure run down his spine as he watched her savor the moment, her eyes sparkling with a mix of hunger and affection.

With a swift, almost predatory move, he stepped forward and wrapped his arms around her waist. In one fluid motion, he lifted her off the ground and threw her onto the bed.

Her skirt flipped up in the air as she landed on the bed with a soft bounce, giving Shirou an unobstructed view of her soaked panties. He wasted no time in ripping them off, exposing her soft ass and wet, swollen pussy. He could see her juices glisten in the faint light of the setting sun, a sight that only fueled his lust further.

With a grin that was both playful and predatory, Shirou raised his hand and brought it down sharply on her ass. The sound echoed through the room, a resounding slap that left a red handprint on her alabaster skin. Tomoe yelped, her eyes flying open in surprise and pleasure. The sudden sting melded with the heat of arousal, sending a jolt through her body.

"M-Mami," Shirou began, his voice gruff with need, "Can... Give me your soul gem."

Her eyes widened, the surprise clear on her face, but she nodded, her chest heaving with excitement. She reached down to the base of her neck, her fingers deftly unclipping a necklace that held a single, glowing red gem.

The soul gem, the egg-like object that was the center of her being, was now in Shirou's hand.

He studied it, feeling its warmth, the power of her soul resonating within it.

"Good girl," he breathed, his voice thick with desire. "Now, let's proceed."

Shirou moved a step closer to her, his gaze lingering on Tomoe's exposed ass. He felt a thrill of excitement as he reached out and spread her cheeks apart with his hands. Her anus was a tight, pink ring, winking at him shyly amidst the soft folds of her skin.

Tomoe's breathing grew shallow, her eyes wide with anticipation. "What are you doing, Shirou-san?" she whispered, her voice quivering with a mix of fear and arousal.

Shirou's grin grew more intense as he held the soul gem tightly in his hand.

He spread Tomoe's ass cheeks wider, exposing her most **** spot to the cool evening air.

Shirou leaned in closer, the gem glowing brighter with each passing second. The air grew thick with the scent of her desire, mixing with the faint metallic tang of her fear.

Tomoe's eyes remained wide, watching as he brought the gem closer to her tight, quivering anus. She felt a mix of trepidation and excitement, unsure of what was to come but trusting him implicitly.

Shirou's breath was hot against her skin as he leaned in, the gem pulsing in his hand. With surprising gentleness, he pressed the tip of the gem to her opening, feeling it resist for a moment before giving way to the warmth of her body.

Tomoe gasped as the gem entered her, the sensation unlike anything she'd ever felt before. It was a strange mix of pleasure and pressure, the crystalline warmth filling her up in a way she hadn't expected. Her eyes rolled back in her head, and she moaned, arching her back to take it deeper.

Shirou watched with rapt attention, his own arousal spiking at the sight of the gem disappearing into her body. He pushed it in slowly, inch by inch, until it was fully seated. The light from the gem bled through her skin, casting a soft glow around her anus.

Shirou's eyes narrowed with determination as he positioned himself. His cock was still rock hard from the intense climax he had just experienced.

He took a deep breath and lined up his cock with Tomoe's now-glowing asshole. She whimpered, her body tensing, but she made no move to stop him.

With a powerful thrust, Shirou pushed into her tight opening. Tomoe's eyes flew wide as she felt the intrusion, her body stretching to accommodate his girth. He watched with a mix of awe and excitement as his cock disappeared into her, the gem lighting the way like a beacon.

His invasion caused the gem to move in deeper, sending waves of pleasure through Tomoe's body.

Her moan grew louder as he began to pump into her, his cock moving in and out in a steady rhythm that grew faster with each passing second. The gem was now fully embedded in her, the light from within pulsing in sync with their movements.

The soul gem, her very soul given a physical form, began to heat up inside her, resonating with the intensity of their union.

Shirou watched as the light grew brighter, feeling her tightness clench around him with each thrust.

Tomoe's nails dug into the bed as she took him, her eyes squeezed shut, mouth open in a silent scream. Tip of the cock stabbing her soul with every thrust. The warmth grew intense, almost too much to handle, but she craved more. The gem's light grew brighter, and hotter, with each movement, filling her with a mix of agony and ecstasy that she had never experienced before.

Their bodies moved in a frenzied dance, their hips crashing together like waves against a shore. Sweat beaded on their skin, mingling with the stickiness of their earlier passion. The room was filled with the sounds of flesh slapping flesh, the wetness of their coupling, and the occasional clink of the soul gem knocking against the tip of his cock.

Tomoe's breathing grew more ragged, her moans more ****. She could feel something building inside her, something that was both terrifying and exhilarating.

Her eyes snapped open, and she stared up at Shirou, her gaze pleading. "Please, Shirou-san," she begged, her voice strained with need, "I'm... I'm going to... to break!"

Shirou's eyes flashed with understanding, and he reached down to stroke her clit with his thumb, the motion sending bolts of electricity through her body. Tomoe's legs trembled, her entire being focused on the delicious torment that was building within her.

With a final, powerful thrust, Shirou buried himself to the hilt, his cock rubbing against the soul gem lodged deep within her. The pressure was unbearable, the heat from the gem was almost searing his cock, but he didn't stop.

Tomoe's eyes rolled back in her head, and she let out a scream that seemed to shake the very foundation of the apartment. Her body convulsed, her pussy tightening around his shaft as she came, the orgasm ripping through her like a supernova.

The soul gem inside her grew hotter still, the light now a blinding beacon that filled the room with a crimson glow. Shirou felt her inner walls clench around him, milking his cock for all it was worth. He could feel his own orgasm approaching, the pressure building like a storm about to break.

With one final, powerful thrust, he released his own climax, his cock spurting hot semen into her tight, quivering ass. The gem's heat flared, and Tomoe's body arched off the bed, her back bowing in an impossible curve.

Hot semen filled her ass, and covered the gem, mixing with her juices and creating a slick, hot mess that only added to the intense pressure building within her.