[If there's one thing Diva isn't it's quiet, which becomes more than apparent when Atsushi pushes into her a bit deeper than before. Her moan is one that rings in her own ears, fingers gripping his shoulders with perhaps a little too much force. It's a tight fit, having him inside her like this, and although she's used to it enough to find it pleasurable, her body is still trying to make sense of it all and accommodate to the intrusion.
As Atsushi rocks against her slowly, Diva can't help but try and match the rhythm with her own movements. She wants him deeper, if possible, and with a sudden lift and tilt of her hips she seems to accomplish just that.]
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As Atsushi rocks against her slowly, Diva can't help but try and match the rhythm with her own movements. She wants him deeper, if possible, and with a sudden lift and tilt of her hips she seems to accomplish just that.]
Ah-Atsushi...