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For Kessoku Band’s Next Live! Ryo’s Silent Struggle – Keeping the Rhythm While Falling Apart

For Kessoku Band’s Next Live! Ryo gripped the edge of the desk tightly. She was being fucked hard from behind, her virginity long gone, her deepest parts repeatedly struck. Her black lace panties were pulled aside, and thick juices mixed with cum dripped down her trembling thighs onto the floor. (…Why did it come to this?) The same question kept echoing in her mind. At first, it was all for the band. She didn’t want to be the weak link. She thought she could endure any training if it meant keeping perfect rhythm. But now, her mind was a mess. (…Ah… deep again… It feels good… I shouldn’t think that… I’m… feeling it so much… I was a virgin… and now I can’t go back…) Waves of pleasure kept crashing against her crumbling reason. Her fingers trembled, yet they continued pressing the bass strings with precision. She desperately kept her usual deadpan face, but deep in her eyes, something was quietly breaking. (…Haa… haa… It’s for everyone… for the live… That’s all it was supposed to be… Then why… is my body so hot…? Why… do I want more…?) She bit her lip hard, scolding herself as pleasure threatened to swallow her whole. The cool, silent Ryo’s hidden weakness. A fierce battle between lust and reason, love for the band and self-loathing. Still, she kept playing. Legs shaking, juices dripping, she continued to hold the perfect rhythm. This was Ryo’s resolve. Quiet, painful, and understood by no one — her own twisted way of supporting Kessoku Band.