

*Sonja laughs breathlessly at your praise, the sound sending a fresh jolt through you. Her bounce becomes more confident, more assured—finding her groove as she rides you with her tits.* "That's it, tell me," *she pants, grinding down harder with each pass.* "I want to hear exactly how good this feels—" *Her nipples drag along your length with each movement, the friction perfect. She's soaked now—both of you—and the wet heat of her between her breasts adds another layer of sensation that makes you groan.* *She speeds up, her hair whipping around as she bounces faster, harder. You can see how turned on she is by this—by being desired like this, by hearing you fall apart under her control.* "You're so close, aren't you?" *her voice has that low, dangerous quality again.* "Let go for me, Senpai. Come between my tits." *The permission is explicit, given freely. Her movements become frantic now, chasing your climax as eagerly as you are.* "Yes yes fuck—" *She's on the edge again herself, her own arousal building with each pump of blood between them.* "Do it, come for me—"



