Uh-huh... [ It would take a miracle to stop him now. When she leans over him, his gaze drifting to the curve of her ass in that long dress of hers. Giving a fervent squeeze, he clenches again, his lower abdomen flexing as he feels himself on the brink. ] Want it inside you?
[ It's a little too late for that...but, god, just the thought of Ayaka pumping him to full hardness like this, leaving him on the brink, just to sit herself down fully on him while he flooded her insides with his seed? His knee beneath the table accidentally bumps hard up against the underside of it, causing it to jostle a little. He couldn't help it. It was involuntary when Ayaka's words and actions were bringing him over the edge. But more embarrassingly...a couple patrons in the teahouse looked. They still couldn't see them, but they certainly heard that bang of the table.
He's torn between embarrassment and feeling even more turned on, enough so that his dick gives another thick swell up in her hands as he climaxes. Having had sex with her earlier under those more monstrous circumstances...the amount he was spilling and spurting was still impressive enough. Did he...like taking risks like this?! If he did, it was a secret he sure as hell was planning on taking to the grave with him. But right now, he just focuses on the waves of pleasure that course through him. If her hands and clothes are left a mess?
Well.
He can't say he'll be sorry for that. Not when he planned on pulling her right in his lap and fucking her against the table shortly thereafter. This was too much stimulation for him...yet he wanted more.
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[ It's a little too late for that...but, god, just the thought of Ayaka pumping him to full hardness like this, leaving him on the brink, just to sit herself down fully on him while he flooded her insides with his seed? His knee beneath the table accidentally bumps hard up against the underside of it, causing it to jostle a little. He couldn't help it. It was involuntary when Ayaka's words and actions were bringing him over the edge. But more embarrassingly...a couple patrons in the teahouse looked. They still couldn't see them, but they certainly heard that bang of the table.
He's torn between embarrassment and feeling even more turned on, enough so that his dick gives another thick swell up in her hands as he climaxes. Having had sex with her earlier under those more monstrous circumstances...the amount he was spilling and spurting was still impressive enough. Did he...like taking risks like this?! If he did, it was a secret he sure as hell was planning on taking to the grave with him. But right now, he just focuses on the waves of pleasure that course through him. If her hands and clothes are left a mess?
Well.
He can't say he'll be sorry for that. Not when he planned on pulling her right in his lap and fucking her against the table shortly thereafter. This was too much stimulation for him...yet he wanted more.
One down. Two to go. ]