Megohime gave a small nod, keeping her grip on his hair, but not pushing him down any more. Letting out a slow sigh, she parted her legs, letting out soft moans.
He kissed along her hip and down her thigh before licking back up to her clit, giving a slow lick before working his thick reptilian tongue over the sensitive cluster.
Megohime slowly hooked her leg over his shoulder, whimpering and slowly moving her hips in small circles. Biting her lip, she let out a small groan, grabbing one of his hands and bringing it up to her breast.
Megohime's hands found her way back down to Masamune's hair, and she gripped a handful of his messy locks, pulling hard as her orgasm hit, gasping and moaning in bliss.
Megohime breathed heavily, closing her eyes for a moment until Masamune was hovering over her, then she opened her eyes. Leaning up, she kissed him slowly and deeply, making a weak noise.
Megohime started to stroke his manhood, moving slow at first, then slowly picking up her pace, only to slow once more. Pumping his manhood at a pace that bordered on pleasurably resonable, and agonizingly slow.
Megohime finally started to quicken her pace before she flipped him onto his back, moving to hover over his length before slowly lowering herself onto him, groaning softly.