Ivy snorted softly under the pressure on her back from the big man's body.
"I'm... sorry," said Yuma who was still panting.
The girl giggled between the need for more oxygen for her lungs. This made Yuma laugh too.
"You are amazing …" said the girl with a voice that seemed to be caught in her throat.
Yuma didn't want to torture the cute girl's body any longer, so he rolled to the right.
"You are very heavy," Ivy poked Yuma's nose. "You know that?"
Yuma smiled widely, then wrapped his arms around the girl's back. "Are you happy? Satisfied?"
The girl nodded and smiled, again poking the top of the nose of the man.
"I am."
"That's all the matter to me," Yuma tightened his arms around Ivy.
"Tell me something," Ivy said.
The girl shifted her body, until now Yuma hugged her from behind, his strong hands squeezing Ivy's breasts.
"What?"
"Anything."
