"Kenzou-san… Kenzou-san… Kenzou-san…!"
That name spilled from Ayaka's lips over and over like a broken prayer.
She was on all fours, ass in the air, her face mashed into the tatami mat,
while his cock pounded her from behind like he was trying to split her spine.
Her nails scraped the floor. Her tits swung wildly beneath her.
And her eyes had already rolled back twice.
Her voice cracked—
"K-Kenzou-san, f-fuck, I'm gonna cum again—!"
"You've been cumming," he growled, sweat dripping down his back.
"Five times now. This slutty pussy hasn't stopped squeezing."
"D-don't say it like that…"
"Why not?" he barked, grabbing her hair and yanking her head up.
"You're moaning my name like a bitch in heat."
Her pussy twitched around his cock—tightening.
"I'm not—ahhh—!"
He slapped her ass, watching the fat cheek bounce.
SMACK.
"Yes, you are. Listen to yourself. You're drooling. You're begging.
You're fucking creaming on my dick every five strokes."
Ayaka cried out, lips open, drool running down her chin.
She couldn't deny it.
Every thrust made her pussy squirt out more slick.
Every word made her clench tighter.
She was far gone.
---
He pulled out suddenly.
She gasped—empty, twitching.
But before she could beg, he yanked her back and forced her to straddle him.
"Sit on it. Show me how this widow rides."
She blinked, trembling.
"But I—"
"You heard me."
Ayaka lowered herself onto his cock, her thighs shaking violently as she slowly slid down.
"OHHH FUCK—!"
It hit deeper from this angle—her walls sucking him in, her clit rubbing against his pubes.
"Ride it. Ride my cock like a desperate whore."
Her cheeks burned, but her hips started moving.
Bouncing. Grinding. Moaning.
"I-I'm doing it…"
"That's right. Let that fat ass clap on my lap."
He reached up and slapped her tit—then grabbed both, squeezing hard.
"These fucking tits were wasted on your husband."
She whimpered.
"Now they're mine."
---
Her pace quickened.
Ayaka's moans grew louder, sluttier, each one filled with mindless pleasure.
"Kenzou-san! Kenzou-san!"
"Louder."
"Kenzou—ahhh—your cock! I love your cock!"
"Tell me who owns this pussy."
"You do!"
"Say it."
"KENZOU-SAN OWNS MY PUSSY!"
---
Her body tensed. Her hips bucked. She came violently on his cock, squirting again, thighs convulsing.
He gritted his teeth.
"You want this cum inside again?"
"YES—stuff me—FILL ME!"
---
He grabbed her hips and slammed her down, holding her there as he came—
Thick, burning jets of cum shot deep into her womb.
Her eyes rolled. Her mouth hung open.
"C-cumming together—again—Kenzou-san—!"
---
Afterward, they lay tangled on the mat.
Her thighs stained white. Her belly warm with his seed.
She leaned on his chest, whispering breathlessly:
"I said your name more times tonight than I ever said my husband's."
He smirked.
"That's because you never moaned it while cumming on his cock."
She blushed and kissed him softly.
"Maybe I'm your bitch now."
"You've always been."