Ichiro couldn't remember ever cumming harder in his life.  Damn, this girl was fucking hot and knew how to screw!  He cradled her against him, enjoying the feel of her lushness as they basked in the golden afterglow of their frenzied sex.  He was still then, while the prompt appeared to her and she made her choice.  He was not enough of a character to have that much will.  Yet he did.  Or was it simply how he was programmed?<br/><br/>When she made her offer, he chuckled, "Now THAT is a prize that I will do anything to get."  He adjusted himself, stuffing his wilting cock back into his pants and zipping up before buttoning them and then giving her plush ass another grope.  "It's a promise, babe.  I'll win."<br/><br/>He felt...normally he wouldn't say it like that.  But he felt like he couldn't lose now.  Like it was impossible.  Not because of him, but because of her.  Being with her had somehow marked him for a greater destiny than he might have had otherwise.  He reached over and unlocked the door, "Better get out there, race'll probably be starting any minute."<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Joy would have answered Kyoko's bold statement, but when she tried all that game out was a loud moan, "AAhuuhh, ohh, fuck yesss!"  The blonde moved her hips as best as she was able to accommodate and meet Kyoko's pounding, that thick plastic length giving her the best sex she'd ever had.  And not by a little!  God damn!  "Yesss, yes, fuck me, fuck me, fuck my brains out!  Make me, ahann!  Make me cream on you and-hrn!  Fucking scream so loud everyone knows what's happening!"<br/><br/>In truth, her loudest sound would probably not be heard by anyone that wasn't immediately outside the shop.  Not with the crowd, and the blaring music, and the rumbling thunder of engines.  But fuck it was a hot idea to think that everyone would know she was having the life fucked out of her!<br/><br/>Her tits bounced and jiggled, mashing and pressing against Kyoko now and then.  Each time they did it send an erotic spark through her and she jerked, whimpering in delight.  There was no way her partner wouldn't notice just how sensitive those big jugs of hers were.  Joy was panting now, sweat on her brow, she felt...felt her guts tightening.  "Ahh, cuh-close already!  God damn, too bad you doon't have a real one, but fuck, can you use it!"  She closed her eyes and her mouth fell open, lower lip quivering as her mouth worked a few times then white-hot pleasure burned through her, seeming to ripple up and out of her pussy in searing waves to crash through her being.  She did scream but her sex blasted mind made no sense of any words that were in it, if there were any.  Maybe Kyoko's name, maybe just a wordless celebration of their carnal bliss.