"Good," Yuki whispered, her voice a soft purr. "Now, turn. I want to ride you."
"You ready ?". She asked softly.
Eren nod in response
Eren heard her command, the underlying threat still lingering in the air. He pushed himself up, his muscles aching from the previous intense session, and turned, positioning himself on his back. Yuki, with surprising grace despite her recent exertions, moved over him. Her wet pussy hovered above his hard dick, a glistening target.
She lowered herself slowly, with exquisite care. Her body, warm and slick, slid down onto his. He felt the tip of his dick nudge her entrance, then slowly, agonizingly, slide inside. She took him inch by careful inch, her control absolute. He gasped, a low sound caught in his throat, as her tightness enveloped him. He felt every ripple, every stretch, as she slowly sank down onto his length.
