[ It really is enticing to continue having sex underneath this sakura tree, right in the middle of the park. The terrible side of Yoimiya's mind is tempted to slide back down onto him, to ride him for the rest of the evening until they both pass out. It's such a bad idea but she's so overwhelmed with lust to the point she doesn't care, the only thing that matters to her is fulfilling her lover's desires, to let him have his way with her as he pleases.
In a brief moment of clarity, she manages to hold herself back. But it's not for any noble reason, if they get caught, they'll have to stop engaging in sex and that is absolutely not an option.
Just as she's mentally preparing herself for a game plan on how to get them out of here, THIS HORNY MOFO, willingly, of his own volition... pops two more candy into his mouth. Her jaw drops as she watches him chew and swallow the aphrodisiac candy. Her boyfriend truly is chaos incarnate. Some people just want to watch the world burn, but in this case, it's her pussy that he's burning the world for wasoghag. ]
Alright. I think fifteen seconds is all I need to get you back to my apartment. If I don't, then it's my loss and you can do whatever you want with me. Do you think you can control yourself in the meantime?
[ Even in her bewilderment, Tartaglia knows his girlfriend well. Yoimiya loves a challenge, taking him back to her place as the time slowly ticks away adds a rush of excitement unlike any other. Although she is determined to win, there is a twisted part of her that wants to lose, to see what exactly happens if they don't make it in time.
They don't have any time to waste and with a newfound resolve, Yoimiya swiftly gets up, pushing her breasts back into her dress top and flattening her skirt as fast as possible. Once her appearance is taken care of, she pulls Tartaglia up by his hand tucking him back into his pants before leading her beau to the nearest teleporter. It's a good thing they are out so late, they're both messy and covered in sweat and sex slick but thankfully, it's dark so their terrible appearances shouldn't be noticeable.
The seconds are ticking away in her head, rushing him to the teleporter back to the apartments took longer than she thought. Eight seconds have passed. Yoimiya's heart is racing as they run up the stairs, turning a corner to see her apartment just a few more steps down the line. There are only three more seconds left but her bright, golden eyes shimmer with anticipation as the door to her home becomes apparent. She gives her lust-crazed boyfriend a confident smile while pulling the keys out of her purse, sliding it into the keyhole. Victory is in her grasp!
... Or so she thought. As Yoimiya is fumbling to unlock the door to her apartment, she accidentally drops her keys thanks to the excitement and adrenaline rush getting the better of her. Uh... oh. She swallows hard, shifting her gaze at him before glancing down at the fallen keys. As if she's accepting her fate, a resigned sigh slips out her lips as she bends over, giving him the perfect view of her ass. Her thong is still wrapped around her thigh, her skirt is hitched up just enough for Tartaglia to see his cum leaking out of her silky, wet pussy that's aching to be filled to the brim once more. ]
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In a brief moment of clarity, she manages to hold herself back. But it's not for any noble reason, if they get caught, they'll have to stop engaging in sex and that is absolutely not an option.
Just as she's mentally preparing herself for a game plan on how to get them out of here, THIS HORNY MOFO, willingly, of his own volition... pops two more candy into his mouth. Her jaw drops as she watches him chew and swallow the aphrodisiac candy. Her boyfriend truly is chaos incarnate. Some people just want to watch the world burn, but in this case, it's her pussy that he's burning the world for wasoghag. ]
Alright. I think fifteen seconds is all I need to get you back to my apartment. If I don't, then it's my loss and you can do whatever you want with me. Do you think you can control yourself in the meantime?
[ Even in her bewilderment, Tartaglia knows his girlfriend well. Yoimiya loves a challenge, taking him back to her place as the time slowly ticks away adds a rush of excitement unlike any other. Although she is determined to win, there is a twisted part of her that wants to lose, to see what exactly happens if they don't make it in time.
They don't have any time to waste and with a newfound resolve, Yoimiya swiftly gets up, pushing her breasts back into her dress top and flattening her skirt as fast as possible. Once her appearance is taken care of, she pulls Tartaglia up by his hand tucking him back into his pants before leading her beau to the nearest teleporter. It's a good thing they are out so late, they're both messy and covered in sweat and sex slick but thankfully, it's dark so their terrible appearances shouldn't be noticeable.
The seconds are ticking away in her head, rushing him to the teleporter back to the apartments took longer than she thought. Eight seconds have passed. Yoimiya's heart is racing as they run up the stairs, turning a corner to see her apartment just a few more steps down the line. There are only three more seconds left but her bright, golden eyes shimmer with anticipation as the door to her home becomes apparent. She gives her lust-crazed boyfriend a confident smile while pulling the keys out of her purse, sliding it into the keyhole. Victory is in her grasp!
... Or so she thought. As Yoimiya is fumbling to unlock the door to her apartment, she accidentally drops her keys thanks to the excitement and adrenaline rush getting the better of her. Uh... oh. She swallows hard, shifting her gaze at him before glancing down at the fallen keys. As if she's accepting her fate, a resigned sigh slips out her lips as she bends over, giving him the perfect view of her ass. Her thong is still wrapped around her thigh, her skirt is hitched up just enough for Tartaglia to see his cum leaking out of her silky, wet pussy that's aching to be filled to the brim once more. ]