The fluorescent hum of the manga shop buzzed in the late-night air, a haven for otaku and perverts alike in the hentai series Mankitsu Happening, where every page turn drips with accidental lust. Keiichi, the slacker clerk with a hidden monster cock, was closing up when his coworker, Rei, a busty manga nerd with glasses and a body screaming for sin, tripped over a stack of hentai, her skirt flipping up to reveal a soaked thong. “Fuck, Rei, you clumsy slut,” Keiichi laughed, but his pants tightened as her big tits bounced, her nipples poking through her tight sweater. “Don’t just stand there, help me up,” she pouted, her voice teasing, her pussy already glistening under the shop’s dim lights.

Rei didn’t wait for help. She crawled toward him, her ass swaying, and yanked his jeans down, freeing his thick, veiny dick. “Time to pay for that laugh,” she purred, her lips wrapping around his shaft, sucking him deep with sloppy, gagging slurps that echoed off the shelves. Her tongue swirled, glasses fogging up as she deepthroated him, spit dripping onto her heaving tits. Keiichi groaned, grabbing her hair, but Rei was in charge, humming as she milked his cock, his hot cum blasting down her throat as she smirked, swallowing every drop. “You’re not done,” she growled, pushing him onto a pile of unsold manga, straddling him, and sinking her tight, dripping cunt onto his dick. The shop shook with her screams, her ahegao face twisting as she rode him hard, her juices soaking the comics, his thrusts pounding up until he pumped a creamy creampie deep inside her, her thighs trembling with the overflow.

The backdoor creaked. Kururu, the shop’s part-time artist with a petite frame and a filthy fetish for voyeurism, had been watching, her fingers already buried in her own pussy. “You horny fucks couldn’t wait for me?” she sneered, her sketchbook tossed aside, revealing a buzzing vibrator strapped to her clit. She dove in, shoving Rei’s face into her shaved slit, grinding against her tongue while Keiichi, still hard, flipped Kururu onto all fours and slammed into her tight ass. “Fuck my hole, you bastard,” Kururu moaned, her tiny body shaking as Rei licked her clit, the vibrator buzzing louder. The manga shop turned into a sweaty, cum-drenched chaos—shelves rocking, pages sticking together, fluids spraying as Keiichi fucked both girls raw. Rei grabbed a dildo from the adult section, ramming it into Kururu’s pussy while Keiichi pounded her ass, their screams mixing in a filthy symphony. Every hole was filled, every boundary smashed, the shop a meat market of relentless banging, their bodies slick with lust and manga ink.

No manga was safe from the splatter, no innocence survived the shop’s closing hours—just pure, depraved fucking, turning the quiet store into a den of primal sin.

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