[ Still shivering in the afterglow, it's by the blessing of a life of crime alone that Nami's fingers don't tremble when she reaches for Mitsuru as the other girl sinks her fingers into that muss of orange and pull her into a kiss. As eager as she is breathless when Mitsuru claims her mouth, Nami's hand buries itself in long burgundy hair, before those muttered words leaves her chuckling. ]
Good, I wasn't ready to be finished with you either.
[ One more kiss and Nami watches Mitsuru get back to her feet, taking the few moments of recovery she gets after her friend retreats to the same part of her closet she produced the crop from, to smooth out her hair and stretch lazily, before rolling up onto her knees to wait, her body drawn up straight, giving Mitsuru a clear view of her hands as they idly rub up and down her sides.
Nami's eyes flash, widening slightly after Mitsuru comes back into view with the strap-on, the sight making an eager grin spread slowly across her face as she watches the way her friend handles the toy she knows they're both very familiar with. The ease with which Mitsuru puts the harness on leaves her still soaking cunt aching with want all over again. The memory of fucking the younger woman with a similar toy, etched very vividly in her mind – Nami could never forget the almost shocking pang of lust that worked through her as she filled Mitsuru with the silicon cock springing up between her thighs.
The heat that spreads over her skin makes it easy for Nami's hands to thoughtlessly run lower, thumbs brushing just at the inside of her thighs before that order from the Queen of Hearts has her cunt quivering in anticipation. ]
I want you making me come so hard, Mitsuru.
[ She's breathless all over again when she complies, bending over much as she did when Mitsuru used the crop on her, the reddened marks from that still prickling her skin with a not at all unpleasant heat, a sensation that feeds into the easy, ready way Nami's desire rises all over again as she plants one hand on the couch and uses the other to reach back between her thighs and spread her folds apart, letting Mitsuru get a glimpse of the slick, flushed heat of her cunt as she watches her friend approach. ]
Can you see how messy you make my cunt already? Please fuck me with that cock– [ Pausing, she blushes and bites her lip, adding– ] Mistress.
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Good, I wasn't ready to be finished with you either.
[ One more kiss and Nami watches Mitsuru get back to her feet, taking the few moments of recovery she gets after her friend retreats to the same part of her closet she produced the crop from, to smooth out her hair and stretch lazily, before rolling up onto her knees to wait, her body drawn up straight, giving Mitsuru a clear view of her hands as they idly rub up and down her sides.
Nami's eyes flash, widening slightly after Mitsuru comes back into view with the strap-on, the sight making an eager grin spread slowly across her face as she watches the way her friend handles the toy she knows they're both very familiar with. The ease with which Mitsuru puts the harness on leaves her still soaking cunt aching with want all over again. The memory of fucking the younger woman with a similar toy, etched very vividly in her mind – Nami could never forget the almost shocking pang of lust that worked through her as she filled Mitsuru with the silicon cock springing up between her thighs.
The heat that spreads over her skin makes it easy for Nami's hands to thoughtlessly run lower, thumbs brushing just at the inside of her thighs before that order from the Queen of Hearts has her cunt quivering in anticipation. ]
I want you making me come so hard, Mitsuru.
[ She's breathless all over again when she complies, bending over much as she did when Mitsuru used the crop on her, the reddened marks from that still prickling her skin with a not at all unpleasant heat, a sensation that feeds into the easy, ready way Nami's desire rises all over again as she plants one hand on the couch and uses the other to reach back between her thighs and spread her folds apart, letting Mitsuru get a glimpse of the slick, flushed heat of her cunt as she watches her friend approach. ]
Can you see how messy you make my cunt already? Please fuck me with that cock– [ Pausing, she blushes and bites her lip, adding– ] Mistress.