[ Pyrothecnics might be her craftsmanship but Tartaglia is the one who has made her world so much brighter, more than fireworks ever could. The lovestruck expression on his face is enough to light the flames of passion burning inside, her heart feels like it's going to explode from sheer happiness. Their relationship has been like a whirlwind, they have moved so fast in such a short amount of time but Yoimiya has never been more certain about her feelings. Tartaglia is the love of her life, he's everything she's ever dreamed of and her days feel incomplete whenever he's not around. To her, he deserves the very best and she's determined to make this a wonderful night for him.
Even with all of the sweaty sex they've had, the aroma of his cologne remains strong, Yoimiya is completely intoxicated by his voice and scent. As the blonde nips at his skin, her fingers pluck at the buttons of his red shirt. She moans into his collarbone, switching over to the other side of his neck to leave even more love bites. It's greedy and a bit selfish but she desires to show the world that yes, this man is happily taken! Once the last button of his shirt is undone, her hands come up to his pecs, slithering her palms all across his chiseled chest, delighting in his well-built physique. Tartaglia is the most handsome man she's ever seen, She truly feels like the luckiest gal on the planet. Every last inch of him is so attractive.
Lowering her waist onto his groin, she rocks her hips on top of him to get a good feel of his rock-hard cock. Lewd moans spill out of her lips at the sensation of his throbbing erection sliding against her ass. Sheesh, the side effects of this candy are insane. There's still more in the box but she makes a mental note to tell Tartaglia to buy more of this powerful aphrodisiac. They definitely have to use this again in the future. ]
Hehe, I do. If you don't mind, lay down and relax. I promise to take good care of you...
[ Placing her palm on his chest, she gently coaxes her beloved into laying down on her bed. Sucking him off made her tight little pussy dripping wet, slick dripping down her thighs as she yearns to be full of him once more. As much as she'd like to ride him right then and there, Yoimiya has to force herself off of him. With a playful wink, she gets up to open the drawer of her nightstand, excitement bubbling in her core. After closing the door shut, she comes back to bed, positioning himself on his lap once more. In her hands are handcuffs and rope. She places his strong arms above his head to bind his wrists together with the silver handcuffs. Next, the rope loops around the chain link, tying him to the post of her headboard. The little devil smirks, looking pleased that she captured her prey as her fingertips slowly glide down his chest and abs. ]
I hope you don't mind me taking charge for a bit while keeping you as my captive. I'm going to make sure everyone knows to keep their hands off of you.
[ YOU HEAR THAT SIREN??? Oh, wait she can't CAUSE SHE'S DEAD! ]
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Even with all of the sweaty sex they've had, the aroma of his cologne remains strong, Yoimiya is completely intoxicated by his voice and scent. As the blonde nips at his skin, her fingers pluck at the buttons of his red shirt. She moans into his collarbone, switching over to the other side of his neck to leave even more love bites. It's greedy and a bit selfish but she desires to show the world that yes, this man is happily taken! Once the last button of his shirt is undone, her hands come up to his pecs, slithering her palms all across his chiseled chest, delighting in his well-built physique. Tartaglia is the most handsome man she's ever seen, She truly feels like the luckiest gal on the planet. Every last inch of him is so attractive.
Lowering her waist onto his groin, she rocks her hips on top of him to get a good feel of his rock-hard cock. Lewd moans spill out of her lips at the sensation of his throbbing erection sliding against her ass. Sheesh, the side effects of this candy are insane. There's still more in the box but she makes a mental note to tell Tartaglia to buy more of this powerful aphrodisiac. They definitely have to use this again in the future. ]
Hehe, I do. If you don't mind, lay down and relax. I promise to take good care of you...
[ Placing her palm on his chest, she gently coaxes her beloved into laying down on her bed. Sucking him off made her tight little pussy dripping wet, slick dripping down her thighs as she yearns to be full of him once more. As much as she'd like to ride him right then and there, Yoimiya has to force herself off of him. With a playful wink, she gets up to open the drawer of her nightstand, excitement bubbling in her core. After closing the door shut, she comes back to bed, positioning himself on his lap once more. In her hands are handcuffs and rope. She places his strong arms above his head to bind his wrists together with the silver handcuffs. Next, the rope loops around the chain link, tying him to the post of her headboard. The little devil smirks, looking pleased that she captured her prey as her fingertips slowly glide down his chest and abs. ]
I hope you don't mind me taking charge for a bit while keeping you as my captive. I'm going to make sure everyone knows to keep their hands off of you.
[ YOU HEAR THAT SIREN??? Oh, wait she can't CAUSE SHE'S DEAD! ]