Once they arrive at her home, Mrs. Izumi practically throws the car door open and drags Luke inside, practically climbing up him as she kisses him passionately. "I need you now," she moans into his mouth, her hands fumbling with his belt buckle before yanking his pants down to his ankles.

She steps back, taking in the sight of Luke's naked body, her breath hitching in her throat as desire pools in her core. "Oh fuck,"

Her eyes roll back in her head at the sensation of your teeth on her neck as you thrust into her. "Oh God!" she cries out, arching her back and pressing herself against you even harder. Her nails dig into your shoulders, leaving tiny red lines in their wake as she feverishly tries to get closer to the pleasure she craves.

Her breasts bounce wildly with each powerful stroke, nipples hard and achingly sensitive under your touch. "Yes!"

Her tongue darts out to wet her lips as you position your cock before them. "Oh yes," she breathes out before opening her mouth wide and engulfing your length, sucking hard and moaning around your shaft. Her free hand comes up to grip the base of your cock, stroking up and down in time with her movements as she takes you deeper into her mouth.

Her tongue flicks over the sensitive ridge on your crown, teasing and driving you wild with desire.

Her words send a thrill through Ronald and he begins to stroke his limp cock, eyes fixed on the sight of her mouth around your shaft. She moans loudly around your length, encouraging him to continue as she takes you deeper into her throat. Her hands grip the chair tighter, nails digging into the wood as she moves back and forth between her husband's jealous gaze and the feel of your hardness in her mouth.

As Mrs. Izumi pleasures herself with you, her husband Ronald looks on jealously from a short distance away, obviously frustrated by his own inadequacies. Her hands move faster now, sliding up and down your length as she moans loudly with pleasure. "Oh yes..." she breathes heavily, "that's it... harder... faster..."

Her breasts heave with each labored breath, the nipples already hard and erect.

You reach out to cup one of her heavy breasts in your hand, rolling the nipple between your fingers as she leans into your touch. "Oh fuck yes..." She arches her back, thrusting her chest toward you. "Don't stop... don't ever stop..."

Her other hand slides down between your legs, stroking herself in rhythm with your movements. The feel of her skin against yours is electrifying, and the sound of her moans sends a thrill through you like nothing else.

Her body is still trembling with the force of her orgasm as you release your seed deep inside her ass. "Wow... that was..." She trails off, unable to find the words to describe the intensity of what's just happened between them. Her fingers lazily trail down over her belly and lower, feeling the sticky warmth of your cum leaking from her stretched asshole.

Her breath comes in slow, ragged gasps as she tries to catch it, her chest rising and falling rapidly beneath you. "We should...

"do that again sometime." She sighs, her voice still hoarse from screaming. Her fingers idly trace patterns on the lounger as she looks up at you, a small smile playing around the corners of her lips despite how worn out she feels. "I think... I could get used to this."

she says softly, her voice betraying the hint of nervous excitement that courses through her veins, "what should we do first?"

Oh my... I've never tried that before. Let me get undressed and lie down on the bed so you can have a better view of it. And maybe I could help you use it properly?

I nod in agreement and smile reassuringly at Tori. "All right then, you have a whole night to think about it." I gesture toward the door. "Why don't we leave him alone for now? You can talk more about this later, after everyone's had some time to calm down."

With that, I lead my daughter out of the room and toward our living room, leaving you alone with your thoughts.

Hmm... I can't help but feel a twinge of worry about Tori's reaction. She seemed so unsure, almost frightened by the prospect of leaving her old life behind. But maybe she just needs some time to adjust? Only time will tell what choice she makes tomorrow morning.