Haruto's breath hitched as he fought to suppress the panic bubbling within him.
His grip on Asuka's hair loosened, his mind scrambling for any semblance of control.
'So, this is what Chiyo feels all this time.'
'But, why do I need to be scared? Let's just enjoy her game,' he thought as he smirked at her.
Asuka, however, remained utterly composed, her lips sliding slowly along his cock as though the intrusion of her husband's voice was of no consequence.
Her tongue flicked teasingly against his tip, sending jolts of pleasure that clashed with his feeling of excitement and nervousness.
'This woman is crazy!'
He looked at Asuka now touched her own pussy, sliding her hand inside her jeans to get to her pussy as her moan muffled by his cock.
The older man lingered in the doorway, oblivious to the tension. "You know, you need to tell Kota the secret of your puberty!"
