With gusto.

What ****-Sook lacks in depth, she makes up for with enthusiasm today. Posting herself up on your hips to stop you from thrusting, she coughs and takes a deep breath before going back to sucking your cock. With a grin, you bring your hand back up to help keep her up and occasionally to finger her pussy.

"I can't believe you made me wait a whole week before letting me do this again," she gasps, jerking your shaft with her hand while licking and tickling your cockhead with her tongue. "Seven days of hot yoga and no dick? It was a nightmare. If we ever see the outside of the hotel room, this is over, you get me? We go back to being just friends. No more sex."

"Then what was the point of buying the flight tickets then?" you murmur, pinching her clit between your lips. Using the moans she makes you make, you send the vibrations through your lips, making her moan. She counters using the same trick on your cock and you have to playfully spank her to get her to stop. "We needed this break. Besides, don't you think it'd be hot? Us sneaking off to the Gregson Heckel's Museum in the middle of the night and fucking in his bed?" You have no idea if that's even a real person. You just made the name up on the spot.

"I don't know..." ****-Sook pauses, tapping your cock against her chin in mock thought. You know she really thinks. You've just drank the evidence. "How about this? You make me cum first, we go out; I make you cum first, you get handcuffed to the hotel bed. Deal?"

"Deal." you smirk, giving her ass another playful swat before tearing into her pussy with reckless abandon. ****-Sook muffles her own shrieks by slurping up your cock with the same intensity when you were face-fucking her.

Regardless of the outcome, you'll both be winners. But now its a race to see who wants it more.