Chapter 124 : Komi Second Joker

" I'd love more, but I have to save it for tonight ! Take this as a sample. "

She straightens, adjusting her hair and wiping the cum from her lips. Komi nods eagerly and settles back into place with expert discretion.

" An appetizer for the main course... I like it. But I must admit, I'm already looking forward to the feast to come. "

She leans toward him, her lips brushing his ear, whispering.

" See you tonight, Coach... until we indulge in our most decadent pleasures. "

With one last meaningful glance, Komi settles back in her seat, her body still tingling with residual excitement from the vibrator nestled inside her. She didn't use a Joker. The movie ended, and they went to a restaurant for lunch. They've taken a table in a corner at Komi's request.

" Why a private table? Do you have any ideas ? "

She laughs softly, a mischievous glint in her eye as she settles into the secluded booth.

" Maybe I wanted privacy for our... conversation. "

She suggests, her fingers tracing patterns on the tablecloth.

" Or maybe I had something more... interactive in mind. "

Komi leans forward, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper.

" After all, Coach, we did discuss making this day memorable... pushing the boundaries. "

She shifts subtly, the vibrator inside her reminding her of its presence.

" But I guess you'll have to wait and see what I have planned. "

Komi gives him a playful wink before picking up her menu, looking innocent and reserved. Ishi is intrigued. She's moving a lot, probably because of the vibrator. The movements cause her fork to fall under the table. A tablecloth covers it.

" You can help me get the fork, I think it's on your side. "

She says. He bends down and sticks his head under the tablecloth. He then sees Komi with her legs spread, panties off, and her pussy wet.

" Second Joker... Eat my pussy until I come. "

Ishi smiles. That was already much more daring.

" Okay, Komi... I'll eat your pussy. "

He goes completely under the table... She spreads her legs under the table, her breathing already ragged with anticipation.

" Show me what you're capable of, coach... prove to me that you're worthy of my pussy. Even if you already are... . "

He gets on his knees, holding her legs before moving closer slowly. His tongue gives a long stroke over her already wet folds. He loved the smell of her, the taste of her. Her pussy ! The one that fucked and filled !! Komi arched her back, biting her lip to stifle a cry when his tongue made contact.

" Oh my God... yes... like that. "

She gasped, her hips bucking involuntarily toward his face.

" Your mouth... it's magical... exactly what I needed. "

She gripped the tablecloth tighter, her knuckles white, struggling to keep her composure. Her thighs trembled.

" Let's not make any noise... . Control yourself too ! "

Ishi said this as she spread her pussy to push two fingers inside as his tongue touched her clit. Komi moaned softly, her whole body tensing as he penetrated her with his fingers.

" But you're making it impossible... your fingers... your tongue... . "

She bit her lower lip, struggling to keep quiet. Sweat beads on her forehead despite the cool air conditioning.

" More... please... I want more... . "

Her voice cracks with desperation, her hips grinding against his face in a brazen quest for pleasure. She moans as she holds herself, which isn't easy. Her contracting muscles might give away a clue, so she does everything she can to relax and accept the pleasure. This was her coach. The one who taught her everything about sex. She owed him so much.

Komi's body betrays her struggle, her muscles tensing as she struggles to contain her reactions.

" Your technique... impeccable. "

She gasps, her voice strained with effort.

" Every touch... every lick... designed to break me completely. "

She grips the table tighter, her nails scraping the wood as she fights the overwhelming sensations coursing through her body.

" Don't stop... please don't stop... I'm so close... . "