The signer’s tongue had already dug itself deep within her folds, scrapping out her nectar. The taste was bitter, like the woman who produced it. But once you got used to it the taste became enjoyable another trait it shared with its producer. Sherry moans became louder and more uninhibited. Her squeals were become more feminine to his surprise. This didn’t mean she was not fighting back. She returned to his dick to suck him off. The Synchron duelist let moans escape from his own lips. This worked to his benefit. The moans seem to be inflicting more pleasure to her.
‘Damn it, he’s getting way to close. I have to make him cum now,’ she thought. She removed her chest padding. With the chest padding gone her large breasts became noticeable through her ridding suit. She unzipped the front of her white ridding suit, opening it up, and pulling her red undershirt up to expose her naked breasts. She didn’t wear a bra, not when she was in her riding suit. She leaned crushed his penis with her mounds then pumped his member.
Yusei’s eyes bulged. The pressure on his penis was so great yet it felt so good. Her breasts were so soft, it felt like it was sinking in-between the globes. “Ugh,” Yusei continued to moan. His tongue became less active. Sherry noticed this and smirked. She renewed her sucking. Now she was giving him both a blowjob and tit job. This was it Yusei was a...