[ He's already fucked on the sofa so it's boring... time to switch it up a bit.
The resistance is met with a hand occupying her breast, fingers spread across and following the curve of her collarbone before he stops at her shoulder. His grasp isn't tight enough to restrain her if she tried to pull away again, but then comes to acceptance -- the embarrassment she attempts to hide as she moves to hide herself from him. It causes something to swell in his heart.
He can never grow tired of causing a human to feel humiliated. ]
Are you sure? I could hurt you. [ Indifferent, however, as the pace he goes is usually just like this: fast, almost jarring and confusing as he latches his body against someone else's for pleasure.
Obikawa follows that, however, with pulling her pants and panties down the length of her thighs. If she said that he can do as he pleases, he's definitely going to indulge? And that starts by folding the lower half of her body forward, her knees now pressed against her chest. ] Lemme get a taste out of you first, though. [ There seems to be some budding enjoyment that rolls off his tongue when he speaks. With her sex present he uses two fingers to spread her completely, exposing her wet cunt to him as he cants his head just slightly to see if she's drawn her arm away from her face. It's only a second's worth of curiosity that's quickly sated whether or not Ishmael does reveal herself before he leans down, tongue poking between his teeth before it lays flat against her folds. Slowly dragging his tongue upward before the tip flicks her clit. ]
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The resistance is met with a hand occupying her breast, fingers spread across and following the curve of her collarbone before he stops at her shoulder. His grasp isn't tight enough to restrain her if she tried to pull away again, but then comes to acceptance -- the embarrassment she attempts to hide as she moves to hide herself from him. It causes something to swell in his heart.
He can never grow tired of causing a human to feel humiliated. ]
Are you sure? I could hurt you. [ Indifferent, however, as the pace he goes is usually just like this: fast, almost jarring and confusing as he latches his body against someone else's for pleasure.
Obikawa follows that, however, with pulling her pants and panties down the length of her thighs. If she said that he can do as he pleases, he's definitely going to indulge? And that starts by folding the lower half of her body forward, her knees now pressed against her chest. ] Lemme get a taste out of you first, though. [ There seems to be some budding enjoyment that rolls off his tongue when he speaks. With her sex present he uses two fingers to spread her completely, exposing her wet cunt to him as he cants his head just slightly to see if she's drawn her arm away from her face. It's only a second's worth of curiosity that's quickly sated whether or not Ishmael does reveal herself before he leans down, tongue poking between his teeth before it lays flat against her folds. Slowly dragging his tongue upward before the tip flicks her clit. ]