Picture this: you come home after a gruelling day at work to your lover walking around the home wearing only a piece of apron.
That is why 5 minutes later Jesse has Kouchi Yuko on all four, sticking her butt while he rubs her pussy through the clothing with his fingers, all wet, and kisses all over her bare back.
"Jess…please.” Yuko's thin arms tremble. Her juice glistens in her folds.
"What is it?” Jesse fiddles with her nipple through the cloth with his other hand.
"Ahn…" Yuko's voice gets impossibly even sweeter.
Jesse pulls down the apron under her breasts and starts sucking on it. Her cherry-coloured nipples look erect. His hand plays with the soft and round flesh, pinching and kneading.
"No—" she lets out a whimper.
"No? Tell me what you want then." Jesse pecks her on cheek, wet with tears.
Yuko presses her buttocks to Jesse's achingly hard cock, perhaps subconsciously, making him hisses.
"Ah…I need your dick in." She starts making impatience noises, which Jesse finds really cute.
"And how do you need me to do it?"
"Nnh...put it deep inside please."
Jesse's core burns at Yuko's obedient, honest begging. He lines up his aching hard cock to her drenched entrance and thrusts inside in one sweep. Eliciting a high-pitched mewl from Yuko's plump lips.
Jesse can feel her insides clamp on him. "Yuko you're so good, so tight, so wet for me."
She lets out more sweet moans. "...More please," she pleas ever so sweetly.
And honestly, how can he say no? Jesse pulls out, only to thrust harder. He grunts with every repentance, rhythm a bit erratic.
"Nnh— Ah…Jesse's hitting so deep." Yuko docilely accepts his attacks. Voice partly muffled by the pillow. She curves her back and sticks out her smooth buttocks even more. The tie of the apron barely held together.
He pinches her swollen nipples, in which she tightens up in response.
"God Yuko— You’re so responsive." Jesse lets out a choked noise. He is feeling so high engulfed by Yuko's insides. Jesse grunts, "are you there— I'm gonna come."
"Aah…yes, fill me up please."
Jesse bursts right there at Yuko's sweet permission. He is feeling a lot for his lover and hopes it is conveyed properly to her.
Yuko follows suit, milking Jesse's climax so good.
Jesse rides out his orgasm. He can hear the slouching sound from their connection. Jesse touches Yuko’s swollen folds, forming threads from the mixture of his own and Yuko’s love juice. He finds himself growing this urge to keep his seeds inside and make sure it's binding Yuko to him for life.
“Jess no— Still sensitive.”
He gazes down at Yuko's disheveled appearance. The apron is drenched and stained by sweat and come. Eyes reddish and moist from tears.
"Did you feel good?" He pecks at her slightly open mouth, earning him a low humming. He can feel their lips puffy.
"I did, it was good."
"Yeah? I'm glad, me too." He rains kisses on her nape and takes in Yuko's after-sex scent. Perhaps after this, they can shower together.