Yoko

You've got three solid choices here. The MILF, the girl your age, and the hot older sister. All completely at your beck and call. Their pussies, tits, assholes, thighs, mouths, hands... You're so hard it could life the table.

You gauge your options, but you can't help but be drawn to Yoko. Her short cut hair, ample breasts and cherry red lipstick... She looks at you as well.

"You're thinking about it, I can tell." she says, coolly.

"Yes, I am." You stammer out. You try not to lose your cool but you hear your voice crack slightly.

"Let me make it easy for you." While sitting down, she reaches under the table and pulls out her panties. Before your jaw hits the floor, she walks around the table, her family somewhat surprised. She grabs your cock as it strains against your pants. Looking into your eyes with a slight smirk, she gives two squeezes

"Do me a favour, gaijin, and whip it out for me."

You clumsily unbutton your pants. She pulls down your waistband and sits on it. You feel enveloped by her. Overwhelmed with the feeling of her moist walls massaging your cock, she begins to gyrate. Moving her ass and waist up and down in a way that slightly hurts.

You put your hands under her skirt, feeling her thighs and ass as she begins to rhythmically bounce on it.

"Yoko..." you say. She speeds up. This is becoming more than you can manage.

"I'm going to cum."

"Let it out."

You fill her pussy with your cum. She continues to bounce on it, your sensitive cock aching as it's drained. With one final gyration she plops off of your lap. She pulls her panties up.

"Very impressive" Mrs. Fukuda says.

"Sister, that was so... sexy and sugoi!" Emiru says.

Mr. Fukuda looks at you smiling. "Look at his face. Can he even handle Japanese pussy?"

You zip up your pants. Maybe you aren't in control as much as you thought you were. The four of them crack jokes as you finish your dinner, feeling oddly alienated. As you bring your dishes to the sink, Mrs. Fukuda says

"Remember John, if you have any trouble tonight, don't be afraid to wake one of us up."