Kokoro's panting breaths accompanying her little whelps of pain; mixed with moans of strange, virginal pleasure. Makoto's firm grip wrapped around her supple, tender waist. His thrusting member penetrating her tight, warm, apprehensive yet welcoming vagina. In and out. In and out. Her walls gripping his swollen cock. Faster, faster, and faster still. Her moans have become much more audible... she's enjoying it. Soon, it is her who takes the reigns as she starts riding him. Her tiny but willing body coils up and down in a snake-like motion, swaying out of control like an unmanned firehose. "Makoto nii-san! W-why does it feel so good!?" she screams out with tears in her eyes. This burning hot pleasure was unfamiliar to her. It scared her, but she didn't want to stop. No, she couldn't stop. Faster, harder, deeper. She wrapped her whole existence around Makoto's penis. She wanted nothing else but this pleasure. It was for no one but her. "I love you Makoto nii-san!" she exclaimed as they both began climaxing. Ecstasy burst forth from her body like water from a broken dam. Panting loudly, she slumps down off of Makoto's now drained penis and collapses against his chest in a state of utter euphoria. "I love you..." she murmurs one last time as she drifts off to sleep.