Bathing with Lori [2] (R-18)

He used a little more force because he could feel she liked it more when he was a little rough with her milkers and started kneading them into different shapes while paying equal attention to her nipples. He caressed, pinched and flicked them non-stop, making her let out muffled moans in his mouth.

After a while, he broke their steamy kiss and started caressing her cheek and neck with his lips.

Ahn~

Feeling the tickling sensation on her neck, Lori moaned, her chest raised as she did.

Luke, who was barely holding himself back from sticking his bulging rod inside her wet cave, almost lost his mind when he heard her sensual moan.

His grasp on her breasts tightened by a few folds, and he bit onto her sexy collar bone, causing her to cry out in pain.

"Luke… you can… put in it if you can't hold back. I… I'm already wet." Lori whispered, looking away from him out of embarrassment.

"Alright." 

Luke nodded and helped her stand up.