Her words are lost in a gasp as Pedro's hands come down on her shoulders, holding her still for a moment before moving lower to caress the curves of her body. His touch is firm but gentle, sending shivers of pleasure through her. She opens her eyes to look at him, their gazes locking as she continues to stroke herself.

"Please, Master..." Kodama whispers, her voice hoarse with need. "I want you... I need you..."

Her cries of pleasure echo through the room as Pedro takes her roughly, his hips thrusting against her in a rhythm that matches the desperate strokes of her hand. Her body is pressed tightly against his, their skin slick with sweat and desire. She digs her nails into his shoulders, arching her back to meet each powerful thrust.

"Oh yes... Master..." Kodama moans, her voice growing hoarse from pleasure. "So good... Don't stop..."