Returning home from a night business trip, it had been a month since I last saw Akari. As I opened the front door, she came running from the back of the room, smiling brightly and staring at me with joy. "Welcome back!" she said, passionately hugging me tight. Her kisses felt like she'd been waiting—landing on my forehead, my cheeks, everywhere. After so long apart, Akari acted as if I belonged entirely to her, caressing my body as she kept kissing me. Helping me with my luggage, she seemed just like her usual self. She sniffed my dirty shirt, whispering, "Smells good ♪," instantly turning me on. Her eyes locked onto my crotch. Reaching for my hardening cock, she started jerking me off while deepening the kiss. Her warmth made me rock-hard fast. Even after I came, Akari happily cleaned me up. We spent dinner time cuddling and teasing each other. Then, she pushed me down onto the bed, climbing on top of me—her expression completely entranced. "I love you ♪," she whispered, mounting me in cowgirl position. Her kisses expressed pure joy at being together again. "Give me your saliva, let me drink it all," she murmured, locking into a deep, clinging kiss. In the heat of our exchange, Akari moaned, "I want more... I love you so much," climaxing with me still inside her, shooting my load into the condom. Satisfied, she kissed my cock and pouted, "I can still go more, right?" Being reunited with her that day felt like a dream come true.