Yosuke took that as a challenge. The man let go of Hitomi's arms and gripped her hips, clenching them roughly. He pushed he far enough and pulled out enough that the tip touched her entrance. Within a second, his entire length rammed back inside of Hitomi's sex. Yosuke kept this motion up, the pace an roughness increasing as well, wet echoes of their sweaty bodies colliding filled the bathroom.
"Look at the door! Imagine Soji walking in! Imagine him seeing your lewd face!" Yosuke growled, the tip of his cock pounding the deepest parts of Hitomi's womb.