Guiding Yayoi-san's body as she began to wriggle her hips in an extremely erotic motion with my entire length buried inside her was like choreography that we had practiced a hundred times before. The way she tightened around me and the way she moaned every time she would feel me poking her sensitive spot, it was as if we had been waiting for this moment for an eternity.
The sound of our bodies slapping together filled the bathroom, mixing with the sound of the water splashing against the tub. I matched her tempo, pulling her down harder onto my cock each time she lifted herself, making sure she felt every inch of me.
And just like this, we eventually reached our second climax at the same time. But we didn't stop there.