Ichiro takes his turn

"My turn," Ichiro said, pushing his brother aside.

As Akira pulled away from her, his cock fell out of her. She had a brief moment of disappointment as she realized their lovemaking was over for now. However, her disappointment was immediately set aside as Ichiro stepped up and repeated what his brother had done, using her slit to lubricate his cock before driving the head of it deep inside her. Despite having just had his brother inside her, Ichiro's cock still managed to stretch her with his girth, though she noticed that he didn't quite reach the length that his brother had when he was completely inside her. It was a different feeling, touching different places than his older brother, but no less pleasurable.

"How does my cock feel?" Ichiro asked. "You like it?"

"It feels good," she moaned in response.

Ichiro thrust hard into her. Hard, but not fast. He clearly knew the difference between fast and hard, and she was glad that all the women at the gym had trained her youngest son properly. As he slammed his cock into her again and again, she felt his engorged head hitting her g-spot with each powerful thrust, and each time he did, she felt an orgasm building.

"You love that," Ichiro asked, "don't you, slut?"

"Yes," Emi admitted shakily, her eyes coming up to meet her son's.

Pressing down on her chest, he pinned her powerfully to the desk. She saw his muscles ripple under his skin and gave in to his power. He picked up pace, driving that orgasm into her body as he controlled her. She bucked and twitched as her body reacted to the feeling, but as he kept her there, she could do nothing but scream out into the empty library as her son pushed her over the edge. As her mouth opened wide in the scream, Ichiro's hand moved from her chest and grabbed ahold of her jaw, his fingers in her mouth.

Her youngest son pounded into her fast now, moving his body to dig deep into her. She felt her lower back raise up and he **** her upper back into the desk over and over again. The wet sounds of her pussy accentuated each thrust, and she knew that she had become more wet because of her son's forceful control over her.

"Ichi-" Emi mumbled as her orgasm reached its highest peak.

"Take it!" Ichiro replied, ramming himself deeply into her.