Her eyebrows went up, so I just bit my tongue and stayed silent. I felt like Haru Aizawa was poking at my pussy with a needle, it appeared to be so pleasurable that it was painful as well. I just caressed her head as softly as possible and held firm. 'I'm sure that she is going easy on me because I saw her eating that MILF like a pro. Haru Aizawa fucked that chick like it was nothing. Oh, you have beautiful brown eyes, and they seem so much sexier now that you are eating me out. Shit, I'm crying somewhat now, she is making me feel so damn good.' I tried breathing regularly, but it wasn't in the cards. Even just feeling Haru Aizawa lips on my slit lips and her tongue grazing my pussy walls was pushing me towards the edge. My entire body appeared to be drenched in sweat too, but every disadvantage was worth it. Having her tongue anywhere on my body made me love her more, but of course, in that sexual context, she tore right through the roof. I loved getting my pussy eaten, but she brought the emotional impact more and more with each passing lick. Her eyes just stayed on mine as if they were locked together. Haru Aizawa was fucking me without missing a beat, but was more than capable of eyeballing me like a hawk on a snake. I had no idea why, but that made her even sexier.