Renji wanted to test this theory and so he held back against his orgasm as much as he could.
Even though it was unbelievably difficult.
He had her on her back now, her legs up over his shoulders as he slowly pumped his cock into her pussy.
Her ankles framed his ears and her fat ass was lifted off the mattress.
Renji pinned her wrists above her head with one hand, and drove his cock back into her soaked pussy with gingerly, slow thrusts.
Their eyes were locked together, her hazel on his dark.
It was almost intimate the way they were fucking
Miyako's pupils were blown wide with lust and guilt.
"God, I love how your cock feels," she whispered, voice trembling with every inch he fed her.
Her walls fluttered around him, hot and slick, sucking him deeper, her pussy lips gripping his shaft like a velvet vice, juices coating his balls already.
"I love your pussy, Mrs Endo," Renji growled. "It feels just as good as your mouth."
His hips rolled in a steady, punishing rhythm.
