Going on a date with Ryoko

Ryoko nervously walked down the street to meet John for their date, her heart pounding in anticipation for what the night would bring. She had been especially aroused ever since her and her friend Mico had team fucked John the day before, and she couldn't wait to have him inside her again.

She was wearing a white, lacy dress with a red floral pattern that was slightly above the knee. She had let her long, black hair hang loose around her shoulders, and she had chosen a pair of black wedges to compliment her outfit. She felt beautiful and confident as she stepped onto the sidewalk and John greeted her with a warm hug and a soft kiss on top of her head.

John was beaming as they entered a nearby bar and he suggested grabbing a beer. Ryoko happily obliged and as they walked up to the counter she felt as if every eye in the place was on her. She tried to maintain her composure with the help of John's reassuring touches as they made their way to an empty table.

John seemed to be more interested in Ryoko than the beer in his hand as he fumbled over his words. 'So, my beautiful Ryoko, was Mico as good as I was yesterday?' Ryoko blush before responding, 'No, she wasn't as good as you.'

John leaned in close as he spoke, his voice now low and sensual. 'Let me show you how much better I can make you feel,' he whispered, and wisps of his captivating scent wrapped around her like a blanket. Ryoko felt her face heat up and she nodded shyly, unable to form the words for acceptance.

Without warning, John leaned forward and passionately captured her lips. He continued to kiss her passionately, yet slowly, as if taking his time to explore the depths of her mouth. His arm wrapped around Ryoko, pulling her close as the night deepened and they lost themselves in the moment.

Feeling the heat build between them, Ryoko and John decided it was time to take their date to the bedroom. As they drove to John's apartment, Ryoko felt as if the world was spinning around her as she waited for what was to come.

Once they arrived, they both quickly undressed and soon Ryoko found her back lay deeply pressed against John's chest. His skin was like a furnace to Ryoko and the heat only seemed to grow with each passing second. His manhood pounded impatiently against her swollen slit, forcing Ryoko to moan uncontrollably.

John moved his hands around her body, exploring every inch of her in a tender yet ardent fashion. Ryoko felt as if she was melting with pleasure, her body in ecstasy as she indulged in untold new heights of pleasure.

Soon Ryoko was pounding in frenzied desperation while seeking her upcoming climax, and John followed her lead. Although both were beyond pleasure, they still managed to take their time and thoroughly enjoy every single second of their encounter.