Soft candlelight flickers in “nezuko x inosuke r34” as she lies on velvet sheets wearing nothing but sheer black stockings. “nezuko x inosuke r34” worships the way she caresses her own thighs, spreading them wide for the lens. In “nezuko x inosuke r34” her fingers dance over swollen lips, dipping inside with a gasp that makes “nezuko x inosuke r34” irresistible. She rides her hand harder in “nezuko x inosuke r34”, hips rolling, breasts bouncing gently with each thrust. The raw need in her eyes is the star of “nezuko x inosuke r34”, climax announced by a throaty cry that reverberates long after “nezuko x inosuke r34” fades to black.