Yuri ceased groaning in an attempt to stifle herself. I resumed my attack on her engorged nipple. The bell rang and I continued with her other nipple. Confident she wasn’t going to raise her arm to stop me, I moved my hand to cup her other breast. Squeezing and kneading while continuing my mouth assault on her sensitive tip, her body writhed as she experienced more pleasure than ever before.
Releasing her nipple, I shifted over to the breast captured in my hand. Squeezing her flesh, I enclosed my open mouth over as much tit would fit. I wanted to demonstrate what Ethel described to her. She gasped and her hips humped. Her hand nearest me moved. Was she going to stop me? Before she could raise her arm, I inched closer until my hard prick nudged her wrist. Her tiny fingers immediately wrapped around my staff.
With the threat of her stopping me gone, I resumed feasting on her tits. While I sucked and gnawed on her delicious breast-meat, her hand slowly stroked my cock. Her delicate, small fingers engulfed my bloated head and twisted it, causing me to groan with pleasure.
Moving my left hand to her smooth stomach, I caressed her soft skin as I ventured lower. Sneaking my hand under her skirt, I squeezed her firm thigh. My eye caught movement from her free arm and I feared she was going to halt the process. Instead of raising it, she swung it toward her head and pulled a pillow to her face. Her arm held it in place. It was a green light to do anything I desired to this sexy woman.
Not wanting to delay any longer, I palmed her thin panties. At first, I thought a thick cotton pad was on her mound, but quickly realized it was her full, thick bush. My prick screamed for release and I decided to keep my hand on top of her underwear. Too much more stimulation and I was going to lose it. Pressing my palm on her fur-filled undergarment, I ran my fingers between her legs and applied pressure to her hidden slot. Her legs widened allowing better access to her hungry beaver. I mauled her mound, stroking my hand back and forth on her panties-covered slit.
Screams and cries were replaced with Japanese and English phrases as she neared her orgasm. Sucking hard on her nipple, I gently bit it and pulled it up. Her hand stopped and tightened around my cock and her legs snapped shut, trapping my fingers in her slit. Her back arched and her body stiffened as she released. Hot cum flowed through her panties and soaked my hand. When she finally relaxed, her hand released my prick.
Her breathing returned to normal and through her pillow, I heard a muffled, “Domo arigato.” Resisting the urge to reply, ‘Mr. Roboto,’ I rose to leave. I stopped to admire her beauty one final time. Leaning down, I kissed her stomach and each thigh as a parting thank-you. Her wide smile was all the gratitude I needed.
My prick was wet with pre-cum when I met Ethel in the observation room. She immediately took note of my condition, “Better drink some water and calm down. I warned you she would be hard to resist. I’ll go get your aunt for the final test today.”
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