From the moment you woke up, Mina had been all over you. Clinging to your arm, pressing her soft body against you, her golden-black eyes hazy with need. But the real problem?

She kept grabbing your hand and pulling it under her shorts, your hand on her juicy and sweaty ass, the tight fabric of her pants kept your hands close.

“Mina,” you muttered, trying to focus on literally anything else.

“Mmh~?” she hummed, looking up at you with a pout, her lips dangerously close to yours. Her grip on your hand tightened, guiding your palm further against her bare, warm skin.

You exhaled sharply. “You’ve been extra clingy today…”

She giggled, nuzzling into your shoulder, pressing her soft chest against your arm. “S’not my fault~,” she whined. “You’re so warm… and big… and I need you today~.”