As your hands grip onto her hips, steadying yourself above her, Anko arches her back, offering up her plump ass to you. Her cheeks flush a deep crimson as she closes her eyes and lets out a soft moan, anticipating the feel of your cock inside her. "Only I can handle you... MarshMallow-kun..." She whispers, her words almost lost in the sensation of your skin against hers.
With a grunt, you thrust forward, burying yourself deep inside of her.