Yuko's face turned a deep, beautiful shade of red. She bit her lower lip, then nodded shyly, her voice barely above a whisper. "Yeah… I missed you… a lot. More than I should probably admit."
Through the telepathic bond, her real thoughts poured into my mind, far filthier and more desperate than her shy words:
[God, I missed you so fucking much… Every single night, I touched myself thinking about your thick, hard cock. I imagined you bending me over this very dining table and fucking me senseless while Haruna was asleep in the next room.]
[My pussy is already dripping wet just from you pulling me into your arms… Please, Jack… slide your hand under my robe right now and feel how soaked my cunt is for you.]
I smirked and tightened my hold, my hand squeezing her ass cheek firmly while the other cupped one of her heavy breasts through the thin robe.
