Imai Sena (2) *

Along with the sounds of running water was the sound of lovely moans that couldn't be restrained anymore. With her back turned to me, Sena used the wall to support herself as my cock kept pounding her from behind.

With one of her legs raised, Sena couldn't put a hand on her mouth anymore. Whenever my cock reached her deepest part, I would slowly pull it out to let her feel the glans scraping the walls inside her which would make her twitch in pleasure.

In that kind of passion, Sena reached her second climax and by then, her knees gave up and she fell down to the floor. She was already sweaty from the training but not she became more sweaty from the pleasure she felt.

"Are you okay?"

"Y-yes. It just felt so good…"

With her hand caressing the part between her navel and her pussy, Sena's body became more erotic.

Though the place is tidy, the floor is just too cold. Pulling her up by the arm, though still unsteady, she used my shoulder as a support to stand up.