I groan as Markus continues to dominate me, his rough hands guiding my body expertly against his own. My cries fill the car, echoing back to us in a symphony of desire and submission. His touch is like a drug, addictive and consuming, leaving me wanting more even as I'm on the edge of release.

"Yes," I moan, my voice hoarse from our exertions. "Do it... please..."

My body tenses as I feel the familiar tightening in my core, the pleasure building to an almost unbearable level. Markus slows his thrusts for a moment, watching me with hungry eyes as I writhe beneath him. Then, with one powerful thrust, he sends me over the edge, my cries filling the car as I'm enveloped by the most intense orgasm I've ever experienced. My body shudders with each wave of pleasure, leaving me limp and sated in his arms.

"I've... I've always wanted to learn!" she exclaimed breathlessly, her eyes shining with enthusiasm. "Everything about it is so beautiful and powerful! Your technique is unlike anything else out there. You move like water, just flowing around your opponents. It's mesmerizing!" She paused, blushing furiously at the realization that she was practically gushing to him. "I-I mean," she stammered, "I think you're amazing!

"O-Oh my gosh!" Maria squeaked, her hands flying up to cover her mouth as she fought back tears of joy and disbelief. "I can't believe this is really happening! I promise I'll work hard, Po-chan! I won't let you down!" She blinked back the stinging in her eyes, suddenly feeling more determined than ever to prove herself worthy of his guidance.

"Thank you... thank you so much!"