The woman giggles nervously at your comment but doesn't pull away. Instead, she leans forward, planting soft kisses along your jaw and neck as her hips begin to move again in a slow, teasing rhythm. Her hands wander up and down your chest, feeling the defined muscles beneath her fingertips.
She closes her eyes, focusing on the sensations coursing through her body as you two continue to grind against each other.
(Continue)
Her breath quickens, her nipples harden as she feels herself growing wetter with desire. The pleasure between her legs is intense, and she can't help but moan softly into your neck as you continue to fill her. Her hips move faster now, seeking friction against your hard length, driving her closer to another orgasm.
Their bodies were sticky with sweat and each other's juices, but neither of them seemed to mind as they laid together on the couch, catching their breath. Asahi idly stroked Fujiko's cock, still half-hard inside her. "You know... I think I could get used to this," she murmured with a sultry smile.
Fujiko chuckled with a cocky smile, enjoying the way her sister stroked her. "You better because I want to do this more regularly."
Asahi grinned up at Fujiko and leaned in to kiss her again, their tongues dancing together. She wrapped her arms around her sister's waist, not wanting the moment to end. "I think we should explore that idea," she whispered between kisses.
Their festival of lust had only just begun, and they both knew there would be plenty more opportunities for them to indulge in their desires as the days went on.