[ Yes Mistress. Two such simple words and yet their effect is immeasurable. Mitsuru finds that she likes it, loves it even - loves the way that the other woman responds too, watching Nami lift her ass in that demanding manner, silently asking her fellow queen for more.
And how could Mitsuru deny her? She's beautiful, that excited glint in her eye sending heat and pangs of arousal straight to the younger girl's pussy.
Hesitancy starts to ebb away, a rather feline looking smile starting to curl at the corners of Mitsuru's ruby red lips. She runs her hand soothingly, teasingly over the small of Nami's back for a moment, before once again striking her ass with the riding crop. The other side this time. And a little harder. The pink mark left on the taller woman's skin lingers this time. Mitsuru can't help but admire the gorgeous bloom of pink upon Nami's skin, leaning in for just a moment to teasingly place her lips upon it in a kiss. ]
Is taking my whip harder like this making you wet, Nami?
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And how could Mitsuru deny her? She's beautiful, that excited glint in her eye sending heat and pangs of arousal straight to the younger girl's pussy.
Hesitancy starts to ebb away, a rather feline looking smile starting to curl at the corners of Mitsuru's ruby red lips. She runs her hand soothingly, teasingly over the small of Nami's back for a moment, before once again striking her ass with the riding crop. The other side this time. And a little harder. The pink mark left on the taller woman's skin lingers this time. Mitsuru can't help but admire the gorgeous bloom of pink upon Nami's skin, leaning in for just a moment to teasingly place her lips upon it in a kiss. ]
Is taking my whip harder like this making you wet, Nami?