The more we kiss, the more excited we become—this slow penetration no longer satisfies us. He pushes me onto the computer table, and I lie there with my hips lifted. He then performs a doggy-style motion, inserting himself deeply into my rear. I arch my back so intensely that I nearly lift off the surface, gasping loudly as my sensuous chest sways gently in the air. His hands grip my waist tightly, driving his penis in and out rapidly—pushing it fully to the vaginal opening and then drawing it back completely, as though with the force of his body he were piercing through my throat. I feel almost choked, yet at the same time, my hips meet his thighs with strong, steady thumps, producing a crisp "crunch-crunch" sound mixed with the flow of water—so that now, even the entire internet café seems to hear it, which only makes me more exhilarated. I release my hold on the strands of hair I've been clutching and cry out: "Come on! Give me a passionate, powerful stroke!" Yes... Hmm... Yes... He's gone... Yes... Oh no... Faster... It's coming... It's coming... Ah! And he too reaches his climax—holding tightly onto my hair, pulling me up, splashing me all over. He ejaculates generously and warmly, the thick stream glides down my smooth cheek and into my mouth, dripping onto my breasts. Though his semen blurs my vision, he still presses the half-erect shaft firmly into my mouth, while I playfully wipe it away and suck it in, consuming every drop. At the same time, he uses his fingers to gently scrape off the deposits on my face and chest, asking me to lick them clean. I kneel down to help him tidy up and even assist him with his beach pants. Once everything is finished, he helps me dress in a bra and a dress, and we sit side by 2017 together on the sofa—like a couple. He wraps one arm around me, gently massaging my breasts with one hand, making me feel utterly at ease; while the other hand lightly strokes the legs resting over his thighs. I reach into his beach pants, playfully rubbing against his still-throbbing shaft. We watch movies and listen to music—without realizing it, time slips away—and by now, that tenderly held penis in his palm has become as firm as iron. She finally left us, leaving us both suffocated. Aren't you his girlfriend? If you see her, ask her to leave! Did you know? All the men at the internet café saw your moment of vulnerability last night—the very image of a maidenly "virgin" being exposed—some even ejaculated onto you while you were sleeping! That caused quite a stir among them, with several gentlemen practically arching their backs in embarrassment.