Hitomi didn't have to ask twice, Yosuke's hips continued to keep pace. He could tell they both were lost in their lust. Wanting nothing but to feel one another. The tip met her womb with a kiss every thrust he made. Yosuke stared into Hitomi's eyes, glazed over as sweat dripped from his nose. As he stared into Hitomi's eyes, his mouth curved into a smirk. His own hands held the brides hands tightly in turn. Yosuke felt his seed spill out of her ass onto his balls after every thrust.
"This pussy could be addicting!" Yosuke growled, leaning down and kissed his old friend deeply, tongue invading Hitomi's mouth in the intense kiss.