[ Oh what- ... Oh. Masaomi's lips curl into something wry as he notices what she was doing on both counts, and snorts as she rolls with her, making so she sends up on her back, him still buried to the hilt in her, now on top of her on the bed. Was that hard on her? Maybe it was, but he now can reach out and pinch her sides, dust on her breasts...
Find his voice.
He can affectionately say, as he pins her to the bed, ]
You're my perfect bitch, the ultimate pleasure machine.
no subject
Find his voice.
He can affectionately say, as he pins her to the bed, ]
You're my perfect bitch, the ultimate pleasure machine.