[Out of the entire night, it's hard to believe that this is how they get caught, in front of Yoimiya's front door. They'd been so close in the restaurant, and even closer behind the sakura tree. Every second of those sessions he'd been wondering if they'd finally get caught, but it's now when he's so high on aphrodisiacs that he no longer cares that people see him balls deep in his girlfriend. And it's amusing to him now that Yoimiya doesn't seem to care, in fact with the way she squeezes even tighter down around him, that she may even like it- as evidenced by her words. It gives him great pleasure to know that she wants everyone to know that she belongs to him, and at the same time he feels his chest swell knowing that they can see that he belongs to her as well.
He looks over to the people who seem to begin to scurry away, horror their faces, giving them a wink as he slides his hand over Yoi's ass, enjoying the soft, supple skin. Enjoying his delicious girlfriend, one that he's found is just as willing to cause some chaos as he is. He'll pull out of her to let her unlock her door, following her inside as hunger for her body eliminates any logic he had been holding onto before the candy had finally hit him and replaced that logic with pure, unadulterated lust.
His shoes disappear from his feet as well as his trousers and underwear finding their place somewhere on her living room floor as he follows her to her bedroom, making it easy for her to clean him off, his hands unable to keep off of her as they run through her hair and down her body. He sits when instructed, eyes dilating as she drops between his knees, his cock still throbbing despite the fact that he'd just come inside of her moments before. Her fingers around his length burn his skin, her submissiveness to him causing a white hot fire to ignite in his gut and send electricity through his nerves, breath hitching as she brings him into her mouth to sink inside of it. Tartaglia moans with delight as she does so, hands gripping into her hair, running them through it and pulling lightly before repeating the motion, his body shuddering under her tongue and it's ability to cloud his thoughts with nothing but her.]
Mmmmmmm... [he groans while he tries to think, though her tongue makes it difficult for him to keep any ideas straight. Yoimiya has gotten far too good at melting his mind with her mouth alone, feeling himself fall under her spell so easily as pleasure surges through him at every lick and suck of his cock.]
Show me how dirty of a slut you really are. Who would have thought a nice little country girl like you had it in her...
[Another lust crazed sigh comes out of him when her mouth sucks him in just the right way, her tongue hitting that spot right underneath his head that drives him crazy as he shakes with delight. He really couldn't of asked for a better girl than her, attractive to him in every way imaginable. Tartaglia will never be able to get enough of her body, because having sex with her is incredible from start to finish, every time they find themselves wanting and needing each other. He's addicted to her as much as she's addicted to him, making for some interesting nights, especially one like this one.]
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He looks over to the people who seem to begin to scurry away, horror their faces, giving them a wink as he slides his hand over Yoi's ass, enjoying the soft, supple skin. Enjoying his delicious girlfriend, one that he's found is just as willing to cause some chaos as he is. He'll pull out of her to let her unlock her door, following her inside as hunger for her body eliminates any logic he had been holding onto before the candy had finally hit him and replaced that logic with pure, unadulterated lust.
His shoes disappear from his feet as well as his trousers and underwear finding their place somewhere on her living room floor as he follows her to her bedroom, making it easy for her to clean him off, his hands unable to keep off of her as they run through her hair and down her body. He sits when instructed, eyes dilating as she drops between his knees, his cock still throbbing despite the fact that he'd just come inside of her moments before. Her fingers around his length burn his skin, her submissiveness to him causing a white hot fire to ignite in his gut and send electricity through his nerves, breath hitching as she brings him into her mouth to sink inside of it. Tartaglia moans with delight as she does so, hands gripping into her hair, running them through it and pulling lightly before repeating the motion, his body shuddering under her tongue and it's ability to cloud his thoughts with nothing but her.]
Mmmmmmm... [he groans while he tries to think, though her tongue makes it difficult for him to keep any ideas straight. Yoimiya has gotten far too good at melting his mind with her mouth alone, feeling himself fall under her spell so easily as pleasure surges through him at every lick and suck of his cock.]
Show me how dirty of a slut you really are. Who would have thought a nice little country girl like you had it in her...
[Another lust crazed sigh comes out of him when her mouth sucks him in just the right way, her tongue hitting that spot right underneath his head that drives him crazy as he shakes with delight. He really couldn't of asked for a better girl than her, attractive to him in every way imaginable. Tartaglia will never be able to get enough of her body, because having sex with her is incredible from start to finish, every time they find themselves wanting and needing each other. He's addicted to her as much as she's addicted to him, making for some interesting nights, especially one like this one.]