Yosuke repeated this action for several minutes, before finally raising his head up, planting a soft kiss ontop of his wifes clit. He looked at the small puddle of mixed juices and syrup from his wife.
"Tsk tsk tsk, my my Maka, look at the mess you made." Yosuke smiled picking the woman up off the counter and turned her around, bending her over now. "You have to clean up your messes, don't you think?" he chuckled, lining up his cock before slowly sliding his length inside the warm hole. Yosuke rolled his hips slowly before beginning to thrust into his wife, syrup now coating his cock from all the sweet nector he pushed inside.

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"That's my girl." Soji replied nibbling on Hitomi's ear lobe. His pace changed, ramming his hips hard and rough forward, but pulled out ever so slowly to the tip, just to ram the entire length back in, repeating this motion.