Youko continued speaking, all while his body answered honestly to the attention being paid by Benihime. Grunts, heavy breathing, and pauses, all seemed to feed into the young woman's behavior, it was so different from what she come to expect from women. 'Sugei!~' the young woman was having a great deal of fun, and wished to see how far she could take it. As she opened her eyes she found herself looking up into Youko's face as the white haired man breathed and finally managed to speak. He mentioned that it didn't seem like this wasn't her preference and that it was hard for him to keep still while she paid this kind of attention to his groin. Soon enough the slight vibrations in her throat would dwindle just a bit as she went about extracting him from her mouth again, but not without making sure her entire tongue swirled around his cock with soft warm pressure. "Well, if surprised is what you're looking for you'll have to tell me if you see it. And if you like it~" she teased as she pursed her lips again kissing the tip of him lightly before opening the softness of her mouth gently, and then applying suction to her mouth and moving her head. She'd let him go all the way to the back of her throat and back out multiple times, each time, a swift vibration at a slightly different frequency. Starting low and slow, and moving up to higher pitched faster ones. As if she was trying to figure out which one he liked best.

All the while, the mother of Youko's most recent conquest seemed to be having a hard time. The simple circling of her center of pleasure, resulted in her mouth opening slightly and a sigh escaping her. She couldn't stop herself though, the hand she'd used to fondle her own breast soon found itself in her mouth. She bit her own finger as she kept moving, slipping that long finger within herself and swirling it about. She muffled a moan she didn't want to draw attention to herself, she wanted to keep watching. Every movement of her finger was in time with the movements of Benihime's head. It was an odd experience, as it seemed to have a very nice rhythm for the woman, each forward stroke and swirling motion pushed her closer and closer to the edge of her own pleasure, as she watched the opening act of this pairs evening together. 'I can't control myself it's so close...' she thought, as she added her index finger as well, using the first two fingers of her right hand her movements began to curve upwards, as she pushed herself towards a flourish the likes of which she hadn't experienced in quite some time.