He was starting to pant. No two ways around it. There wasn't enough air in all of Japan for him. And he didn't really care.

He had his wife underneath him and he was getting everything. With the next down thrust he had to pause. He pressed hard against her with a grunt and spread his feet out farther. Then he picked the rhythm right back up.

He was going to choke on his own tongue with how deep he was getting. Only thing he needed was Alison getting loud. And he was not going to stop until he got it.