Yosuke returned the heated kiss eagerly. His hips showed no mercy in their thrusting from all the sexual frustration. Yosuke growled in the kiss, drips of sweat forming on his back from the sheer excitement from having time like this with Hitomi again. A loud smack echoed the room with every collision their hips had.
"Better than Soji!?" Yosuke smirked lifting Hitomi's hips up off the bed, having his lover on her upper back and shoulders. Getting into a good position himself, Yosuke squatted over Hitomi and began to thrust once again, hitting spots Soji could never hit. "Tell me I fuck better than your husband!" he grinned lookin down at Hitomi, drool falling from the corner of his mouth.