Ichiko takin Tora's virgin dick

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Pants around his ankles, the waist they would usually sit around between the legs of a woman he barely knew wasn't a good look for Toranosuke, he thought, but with her legs wrapped tightly around his waist, one arm wrapped desperately around his shoulders while the other held onto his tie, half-removed, Ichiko thought that it was a great look for him. She wouldn't have had him anywhere else, not when his cock was as big as it was and he was hitting her in all the right places. Ordinarily, she had to be drunk to find herself in such a position, but there wasn't an ounce of alcohol in her system this time—she had found him charming from the outset.

Given the choice between trying to talk and kissing him, she had picked the latter, but after over five minutes of the most intense makeouts that she had ever been a part of, she had to pull back to collect herself—something made much harder by the fact that his amateurish, sloppy rhythm had the tip of his member slamming deep into her over and over again, a little grind at the apex of each desperate thrust.

"You said that you're a virgin?" Ichiko finally managed, dipping her head forward to look between them. She had barely removed any clothing herself, merely discarded her own pants and pulled her panties aside for him. The flush that crossed his face after she spoke made it clear just how embarrassed he was to be a virgin at his age. "That's not a bad thing," she corrected, before pausing to let out a sweet coo of pleasure. "I'm just surprised that you managed to keep this monster in your pants for so long—Jesus!" A throb of his shaft inside her caught her off-guard. Having almost cum on the spot, she moved the hand she'd had around his tie up to tangle in his hair, then huffed as she leaned up to press another needy kiss against his lips.

"Don't hold back," she told him, after the short kiss ended. "I know you're worried about hurting me—and damn, with that beast, I can't blame you—but I'm a big girl, I can take it."

Those words were the final ones that she managed, because a moment later, the politician settled into a rougher rhythm. The only sounds that left her were pleasured mewls, her head being thrown back onto the bed while her toes curled at either side of him. For a moment, she wasn't even sure that she'd make it to his orgasm before passing out from the pleasure, but right around the time that her third orgasm claimed her, the tightening of her pussy around his thick shaft pushed him over the edge, and the formerly-virgin middle-aged man pumped her full of his virile seed.