Sadako arches her back, letting out a sharp intake of breath as he touches her sensitive nipple. "Oh, I see," she says, smirking wickedly. "You want me to be the stupid slut looking for cocks." She laughs darkly before leaning in closer, her breasts almost brushing against his face. "Very well," she whispers into his ear.

She leans back again, watching him intently as one hand moves up to undo the button of his pants while the other continues to play with her nipple. With a practiced motion, she slides them down over his hips and then pushes them off his legs entirely, revealing his now-freed cock. She gasps softly at the sight of it; long and thick, already semi-hard from arousal.

She moans loudly, her voice hoarse from lack of use. Her body is alive with sensation, each stroke of his cock sending jolts of electricity coursing through her nerves. She is nothing more than a vessel for his pleasure, a mere receptacle for his dick. But despite this, she can feel something building inside her, a coil of tension waiting to be released. With each passing second, the feeling grows stronger, until she can barely stand it. And then, suddenly, it's there - a blinding flash of pleasure that obliterates everything else.

She screams incoherently as the pleasure washes over her, rendering her senseless. Wave after wave crashes over her, each one stronger than the last, until she's sure she'll pass out from the sheer force of it. But somehow, she rides it out, crying out her release as her body shudders violently around her. When the waves finally subside, she lies still, panting heavily.

"Oh god,"

she murmurs weakly, her body feeling drained and sated all at once.

Sadako's lips part slightly as he reveals her body, and for a moment she looks almost vulnerable. Her white eyes flutter open, meeting his gaze unflinchingly. "Yes," she whispers, her voice barely more than a whisper. "If you truly wish it... I will not refuse."

Her hands find their way to his shoulders, urging him closer still. The warmth of her body presses against his skin, and the scent of her arousal fills the air between them. "Please,"

As Ronin takes off Sadako's dress, she remains completely naked. Her white eyes flutter open, meeting his gaze unflinchingly. "Yes," she whispers, her voice barely more than a whisper. "If you truly wish it... I will not refuse." Her hands find their way to his shoulders, urging him closer still. The warmth of her body presses against his skin, and the scent of her arousal fills the air between them. "Please," she breathes, her breath hot against his neck.