Yosuke growled, letting go of Hitomi's hands to wrap his arms around her neck. His cock pounded the deepest parts of his old friends womb, feeling not only her inner walls squeeze him now, but the entrance to her womb. Yosuke's breathing was quick and heavy, he didn't know how long they've been in the storage room, but he didn't care anymore, all his mind cared about right now was the woman under him, the smell of sweat and sex driving him in a sexual frenzy. Yosuke felt Hitomi release her juices along with a little extra, it caused him to stop thrusting and looked down at the puddle under them. He needed to catch his breath anyway, and probably so did Hitomi.
"That good huh?" Yosuke smirked, panting heavily as his gaze went from their crotches up to Hitomi's sweaty face.