When Shizu found me approaching her again, she raised an eyebrow as she stood up before pushing me up the table, “Again, numbskull?”
“Unless you’re tapping out,” I teased as I settled my butt on it watching her climb up.
She scoffed as she straddled me, her hand gripping my cock tightly, guiding me back inside her as she pushed down. “Not a chance.”
I slid back into her effortlessly as if she was just reclaiming me back into her depths. Almost instantly, we picked up where we left off but this time, the steering wheel was in her hands as she rode me despite her still being sensitive from her earlier release.
Shizu’s thighs pressed firmly against my hips as she took control, her movements filled with hunger and desire.
She wrapped her arms around my neck as she leaned forward, not even giving my lips to Komoe or Haruko. She pinned me beneath her as she rolled her hips with a slow, torturous rhythm.