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[ She lets out a pathetic whine as he pulls out, already yearning for her lover to fill her up once more, feeling empty without him. Once he's fully out, she falls to her knees, chest heaving up and down as she slowly, maneuvers her sensitive body to face him. There's not a single hint of shame within the lust-crazed blonde as she spreads her legs wide open for him, showing off her soaking, well-fucked pussy. He did such a good unloading everything into her, she wants to show off his accomplishment as it oozes out of her. ]

The risk of getting caught made the sex even hotter. Hehe, I wouldn't have even minded if that person walked in and saw you conquering my pussy the way you did. You enjoyed it too, didn't you? I could tell by your moans and how hard you were pounding away at me.

[ Her deprave fantasies started long before the taking the aphrodisiac. Ever since they fucked on the beach, it spurred a desire within Yoimiya, an intense craving to be intimate in more risky settings. Being with Tartaglia truly has unleashed a whirlwind of desires that never even crossed her mind. ]

I don't mind waiting. [ a limp dick isn't going to do much anyway. ] It doesn't have to be here, we can go somewhere else... it will be more fun if we fucked in a different location.

[ It probably is for the best that they get out of here before the pair actually get caught. ]

[Yoimiya's lust-crazed actions finally get a gear to start turning in his head that doesn't necessarily have to do with fulfilling his desires and her own. Tartaglia licks his lips at the sight of what he's done to her, before he realizes she's sitting on the dirty ground with her pussy leaking with his own cum mixed with her juices onto the floor beneath her, reaching a hand out to take her wrist and help her to her feet. It had been such a rush from leaving the restaurant to fucking her silly inside of this freezer in a building he'd broken into, and only one question remains on his mind now in the clarity after reaching his high and curbing his lust.

Where did this all come from?]

I'll admit, I loved every second of it...but you're usually satisfied by now. What made you so horny today, Yoimiya?

[She wants to go somewhere else...archons, he can barely wrap his head around that right now. The harbinger pushes the freezer door open a crack to look out, feeling the weight of the items in his pockets shift his pants down a little more around his legs when it hits him. The answer to his question is in his pocket...]

Wait, don't answer that. Come out here and let's get cleaned up a little bit, okay? Try to control yourself for the time being. We need to get out of here before we get caught.

[ It hasn't even dawned on her that she's been acting like a total horndog. His sudden revelation is a little confusing (she's been so horny and totally forgot about eating those 'dinner mints' tbh) but she trusts her boyfriend's judgment, happily nodding her head in response!

Once she has her skirt pulled down and breasts properly pushed back into her dress, it's time for them to make their grand escape out of the freezer. As their luck would have it, the employee that nearly walked in on them fucking is nowhere in sight! More than likely scrubbing down another area of the building. There's a sink with fresh tissues and paper towels right next to the backdoor they brazenly broke into.

Yoimiya really is trying her best to curb her insatiable appetite for sex but the effects of the aphrodisiac still have a solid hold on her. While she isn't... seriously trying to get into his pants again, she still can't get rid of the cravings of his warm body, leaning against him the entire time they were washing themselves off. With clean-up out of the way, they can safely make their exit from the building.

Now that they're out, Yoimiya wastes no time acting like an affectionate kitty by clinging onto his arm, nuzzling her head into his shoulder to take in the scent of his wonderful cologne. Tartaglia really did a number on her, legs still feeling like jelly to the point where it's a bit difficult to walk, but the lingering after-effects of euphoria in her body is incredible. She doesn't regret a thing, that was some amazing sex. ]

Mmm... Tartaglia. Your cologne smells so nice.

[ ... An attempt to control herself is being made??? Kinda. Sorta. ]

[He cleans up and helps her as much as he can, feeling a little weak after their entire sexcapade. His legs feels like jello beneath him, but still manages through it to feel good enough to zip himself back up and look somewhat presentable to the public again. Hopefully, there's no cameras in here, he hadn't even bothered to look nor worry about it. After all, security cameras aren't exactly ubiquitous in Teyvat, though Snezhnaya has its own tech that he's well aware of...

And Yoimiya isn't helping, leaning against him so to make it that much harder to take care of business. Thankfully, they still manage, heading out from the back of the closed restaurant and heading somewhere else where Yoimiya can take the time to cool off, or so he thinks. Despite how incredible it was to sex her in such a risky situation, he's not so sure if they could afford to do so again, or if they'd be as lucky as they were this time around.

She's terribly cute nuzzling him as they walk, but at least now he's got an idea of how this all came about. Tartaglia laughs as he looks down at her, still a little lightheaded from the entire exchange, enjoying the compliment even though he knows it's partly fueled by something she wasn't supposed to eat, at least not yet.]

Thank you. I wore it hoping you'd enjoy it. But, Yoimiya...

[He's going to make sure his hypothesis is correct, as they walk down the street towards a portal. He's going to take her somewhere a little less crowded so she can get some fresh air, not realizing what a mistake this decision is.]

Did you happen to eat any candy from a box I left at the table while we were at dinner? After I'd fished my wallet out to pay. This box, actually.

[He retrieves it from his pocket for her to see, visible under the streetlights that illuminate the sidewalk.]

[ Between his outfit of choice and the cologne, it truly is hard to keep her hands off her sexy boyfriend, every inch of him is so alluring. She's snuggled up against his chest, the only thought running across her mind is the desire to be tangled up in his heat once more, to be filled with her lover as he takes her over and over again.

With each ticking second, the fight for control is turning into an uphill battle. Yoimiya's yearning for her lover coming back into full force. She doesn't know where they are headed but a wave of excitement rushes over her upon noticing the number of people in the area is diminishing. ]

Oh! Those are the dinner mints I had. Yes, I think I had... [ the faintest bit of recollection comes back to her, counting the number of mints she ate on her fingers ] three of those?

[ His hypothesis is right on the mora! Come to think of it, she suddenly became all hot and bothered after eating a few of them. Her head is still feeling a bit fuzzy, dizzy with pleasure but it is now starting to dawn on her that those are not actually dinner mints. She's just yet to make the connection as to what that mysterious candy actually is. But it's probably more accurate to say, she's too consumed with deprave thoughts of Tartaglia to particularly care. ]

Hahaha, sorry I didn't realize they were your personal candy.

[He's mostly unaware of the inner turmoil Yoimiya is facing, knowing that she is probably craving more sex as they walk, evidenced by how she buries herself in him. But it doesn't seem to be getting any more intense yet, as far as he knows- so he'll take that as a good sign that she really doing her best to push down her wants and needs. He, however, is still a bit tired as they walk, his legs finally coming to function properly as the sexual high wears off and he regains his strength.

Though, as they reach the teleporter to go to Blossomcrown, he turns to look at her when she finally answers him.

Three...]

Yoimiya, [he says slowly,] those weren't dinner mints. They were a special candy I'd gotten a few days ago for a special occasion. They're not so much a personal candy as they were meant for the both of us. I was going to ask you if you were okay with trying them...

[He's not sure how to put it, but since she's eaten them, he supposes he should just tell her now. They go through the portal, now heading towards central park, thankful that it's getting late enough that there's far less people in the park so they can relax under a tree there without too much visibility. It's dark, save for the moonlight that shines down on them, though he's not able to really appreciate it right now.]

...because they're meant for sex. What you're feeling now is a result of that, but I don't think you were supposed to eat quite that many...

[He gives her an apologetic look, but deep down he's not so sure if Yoimiya even cares, given that predatory look on her face for his cock right about now.]

[ Oooooh........ no wonder why those 'mints' didn't taste like mints even after she scarfed three of them down. That alone should have been her first indicator. Well, it's certainly too late now. Yoimiya made her bed and now she must lie in it. The Harbinger's innermost thoughts are certainly correct, she's not bothered by this sudden revelation at all. If anything, she's going to jump into that bed if Tartaglia is right next to her. ♥︎ ]

Oh, I see. Hehe, that's an interesting purchase you made. You know I'll always be more than eager to try anything with you.

[ Blossomcrown isn't quite like Inazuma but the sakura trees with pink petals fluttering around the park bring back nostalgic memories of strolling through Hanamizaka. Central Park is beautiful, she would love to visit with her beau when it's daylight to truly take in the sights of the park's gorgeous flower display. This location is perfect but not because of the flowers, it's far off from the main path, along with the sakura tree, there are plenty of bushes to obscure them. Best of all? It's dark so there are hardly any people around.

It's the perfect location for more sex.

Yoimiya watches as her boyfriend sits down first and once he does, she happily welcomes herself into his lap. One arm loops around his neck while a hand slides underneath his shirt to feel up his firm, chiseled abs. Being slotted into his lap, straddling him makes her fantasize about all of the countless passionate nights they shared. She loves how good his body feels as they tangle up with each other, his hot skin scorching against her own as he cradles her in his arms, the way his muscles shift as he thrusts into her. The mischievous blonde wears a smirk full of hunger, eyes gleaming like a predator salivating over prey. ]

Did it achieve the desired effect you were hoping for? I hope you enjoy seeing me like this, Tartaglia. My body feeling so hot, my mind being consumed with thoughts of nothing but you... [ Her hot breath tickles his ear as she leans in to whisper: ] All I can think about is how badly I want to take that perfect cock of yours.

[The way she puts saying I'll always be more than eager to try anything with you sends a small shiver down his spine. He can think of so many things he'd love to do with her, things that he either hadn't thought of at the time to ask her for or things that he wasn't sure if she'd be into or not, but that was pretty much the nail in the coffin on that one. The candy might of made her horny beyond belief but it's not making her lie or do things she normally wouldn't do. She just wants to do them a hundred times more now than normal, a fact that's breaking his brain a little bit and yet at the same time is marvelously delicious in its own right.

But he didn't bring her here for that, he brought her here for some fresh air in a place that was wide open enough that he thought that maybe she wouldn't go for the gold again, thinking that the candy might be wearing off some by now. As he sits down on the ground, he quickly starts to realize that this might not be the case, and that he's sorely underestimated how much longer the candy is lasting. But then, she did eat three...that's probably got something to do with it too.

Either way, his gorgeous girlfriend slides right into his lap, straddling him and feeling up his abs, that voracious look still ever-present in her eyes. Tartaglia looks up with mild surprise as her hand slides up his shirt and vest, feeling trapped underneath her as if she's caught him in her web and he's unable to escape.

He messed up. He realizes that now. There's probably going to be a price to pay, but he might as well enjoy it, right?]

Yoimiya...you really were serious about doing this again, weren't you...

[While he's thinking about how this might all go down, his other head isn't wasting any time. Her hot breath in his ear rouses him, turning his thoughts back in the direction of sinking into depravity once more. But now, they're out in an open park beneath a tree with only bushes surrounding them to keep prying eyes away.]

You're far too hot for your own good. Keep this up, and I'm going to be a complete mess over here.

[He shifts to better situate her on his lap, looking up with a love-drunk smile on his face, but still being wary of her undressing either herself or him in the middle of this park. However, when he does so, the box slips out of his pocket along with his phone onto the ground next to them. Tartaglia seems unaware that this has happened, letting his hands set on her hips as he continues to stare into those terrifyingly hungry eyes of hers. Seeing her like this is attractive beyond words, loving all of her attention and wishing for more of it despite how dangerous it is.]

I can't believe how ravenous you've become. Are you always this hungry for me, or is it just the candy that's making you like this?

[He grins, wondering how she'd answer. Probably in a really thirsty way, but he's definitely not going to mind.]

[ The helpless expression in his eyes as he quivers beneath her touch is a delightful satisfaction unlike any other, one that she is very eager to take full advantage of. Dragging Tartaglia down the depths of depravity with her has awakened a bit of a dominatrix within her that Yoimiya wasn't even aware of herself. Who would have thought that a simple country could be capable of manipulating a famed Fatui Harbinger into doing her bidding? ~~How would the Tsaritsa feel about this???~~

Yoimiya is having the time of her life running her hand across his toned abs. No wonder why he's gained an ego over the years, his muscular body is perfect, a blessing from the gods themselves. Her fingertips glide across his skin, going lower and lower until she finally places a hand over his groin, rubbing him through the fabric of his trousers. ]

Mm... I guess I could let you in on my dirty little secret. [ Not that it's much of one tbh— ] Whenever you're not around, my body aches for you so badly. I've tried to satisfy my urges on my own while you're gone. My fingers, toys... none of them have fulfilled me the way you have. You're much bigger and thicker in comparison, I've been so spoiled by your incredible cock to the point where it's all I crave for.

[ Even without the candy in the equation, the truth is Yoimiya has always been a sultry little minx for her lover, yearning for his touch on days he's away. She doesn't even have to hope, she knows this answer will satisfy the Harbinger. The knowledge that she pleasures herself to thoughts of him, mewling out his name as her own fingers slide in and out should surely paint a lewd, picturesque image in his mind, fueling his ego all the more.

Almost as if it were a small beam of light shining in the darkness, the hungry little blonde spots the fallen box of aphrodisiacs from the corner of her ravenous eyes. Suddenly, a terrible idea pops into her head. Unhooking the arm around his neck, she opens the box, fiddling with the delicacy with her fingertips. ]

How does it feel knowing you're the only person capable of satisfying my desires?

[ She places the candy between her lips, leaning down to kiss him in full, pushing the treat into his mouth with her tongue. ]

[He can feel his skin tingle on every inch where her fingers touch, making him all the more intoxicated by her as she begins to rub him, his eyes closing to let his imagination flash images of Yoimiya naked on top of him as she does so, his length hardening even more. He knows this is a dangerous line of thinking to entertain, but he's confident he'll be able to keep a handle on the situation and not let it go too far before they really do get caught by some unsuspecting passerby. He's not so much worried about getting in trouble with the authorities as he is worried that some unsuspecting person will be subject to their indecent acts.

And her praises of him aren't helping. Hearing her tell him how much he satisfies her indeed feeds his ego, and it's hot to think of her touching herself to thoughts of him when he's not around. What he wouldn't give to be able to see her do it too, his imagination beginning to wander with those thoughts now, letting out a heavy, content sigh as he imagines her in her bedroom doing indecent acts to herself...]

Mmmmm...I'd say it feels pretty good. Just as how you're making me feel really good right now...

[He doesn't see her pick up the box, doesn't see her put the candy between her lips until he opens his eyes to see her leaning down to kiss him. The candy goes in his mouth and he immediately tastes chocolate on his tongue, the small little morsel getting pushed around as their tongues tangle before he decides to quickly swallow it as the two caress each other's lips in a passionate kiss. It's not until after they break that he realizes what's just happened, his eyes widening a little bit as he stares back at Yoimiya.]

You little rascal, did you...?

[He looks downward at the ground, spotting the box sitting there next to his phone. It fell out when he'd shifted, and she took complete advantage of it. Tartaglia looks back to her, not knowing how long it would take until-]

Ohhhhhhhhhhh...

[It's a heat that comes on so fast that it would have knocked him off his feet had he been standing. Childe can't help but begin to squirm uncontrollably underneath Yoimiya, her rubs and her beauty combined with the candy he'd just swallowed making all his senses go into overdrive. His jaw slacks as he looks at her, eyes reflecting the same kind of hunger that her own hold, except he looks so desperate for her. As if she were an oasis in a desert that he'd been trapped in for far too long, he stares back at her mesmerized and wanting for more than the rubs to his groin.]

Goodness, Yoimiya, is this how you've felt all night...? I need you so badly I think I'm going to burst if you leave me be. Don't tell me you had this planned from the moment you found out what the candy really was.

[ Yoimiya loves her boyfriend dearly but she's a little surprised at how easy it was to trick him into swallowing the aphrodisiac-laced candy. It's almost impressive that the Harbinger didn't pick up on the country girl's nefarious plot until it was too late. Does he truly trust her that much? It's cute to ponder on. A smug smirk of satisfaction perks her lips as he calls her a little rascal. Most people probably see her as being wholesome and adorable but around Tartaglia? She's a little devil. The Snezhnayan man unleashed an uncontrollable fireworks monster onto this world.

After breaking away from the kiss, she licks her lips before poking her perky, pink tongue out at him. She genuinely doesn't mind accidentally eating the candy, but it's definitely way more fun to drag him into the ocean of lust with her, to drown him in the deepest trenches of desire as they indulge in each other's bodies. ]

You certainly picked up some strong candy if just one is affecting you like this. Makes me wonder about your original plans for tonight... were you hoping to have sex with me all night long?

[ At this rate, she probably could get down and dirty with him all evening. ]

Guilty as charged~! Hehe, the thought crossed my mind when you told me but I had to wait for the perfect moment to strike. Although... I guess I did kind of manipulate you into letting your guard down.

[ She's grinning as her fingers work across his groin, the slightest hint of arousal has become much more apparent than earlier as she feels him throb through his pants. She hitches a breath at how hard he is already, amazed at the quick work of this candy. One look into those deep, ravenous eyes tells her everything she needs to know, he's under the same spell, desperate and hungry for her body. It's cute how he too looks like an animal in heat, dying to mate with his lover. She understands his internal trepidations and desires perfectly.

Wanting to spoil her beloved, she gives him a bit of that release he's seeking, unhooking his belt and sliding his undergarments just enough to free his rock-hard, pulsating dick. A blissful sigh rolls out of her lips, Yoimiya is always so happy to see his perfect, thick cock ready and waiting for her. The blonde's fingertips curl around the base of his throbbing length, pumping him up and down, all the way to the tip to draw out even more adorable noises of desperation from her lover. Small noises of satisfaction pour out from her throat, it's tempting to get on top and slide him into her right now but she wants to tease and play with her Fatui boy toy for just a little bit longer. Tartaglia is so terribly cute when he's hot and bothered, she can't help herself. ]

Archons, it didn't take long for you to get hard again. Your cock is already throbbing so much for me... [ Touching him is enough to make her moan, his girth feels too good. ] Mmm, I'm sure my hand feels good but I bet there's something else you want more than my hand, correct?

[He'd always known she was no stranger to trouble, how could you be when you were the one hiding people away from the Tenryou Commission during the Vision Hunt Decree? He wasn't unaware of that, but he hadn't thought that she'd be the kind of person to play a trick on him right in front of his face so brazenly, and he'd fallen for it. It's not like how the Harbingers conduct themselves, this was entirely his fault for underestimating her, and she correctly took advantage of his trust in her- but for something that would only allow him to feel more free and enjoy something he loves to do with her- have gratuitous amounts of sex. He definitely can't get mad about getting turned on, and it shows.]

You...I'd hardly pegged you as the kind of person to do such a thing...oh!!!

[Her hand acts as if it were controlling him, his length the steering wheel as she drives him further downward into a pool of lust and desire. His hands reach for any part of her body he can get a hold of, one finding her side while the other finding her breast, kneading into it as he continues to squirm underneath her ministrations. Tartaglia watches her hands unbuckle him as if it were in slow-mo, pupils dilating as she begins to stroke him up and down, earning a little-too-loud moan from him. Her hands feel like fire against his sensitive skin, shuddering with delight but feeling like he needs something more, something deeper to satisfy him.]

Yes, please.

[He begs, desperation on his face as a growing hunger builds in the pit of his stomach. Tartaglia throbs for her pussy, to enter it again and feel it wrap around him so tightly. It's all he can think about as she teases him, and bits of precum pool at his tip. The man has forgotten about where he is and if anyone can see them, at least temporarily.]

Please, Yoimiya. I want to sink so deeply inside of you, I want you to ride me right here until you've milked every last drop out of me. How could I not be excited for you, your body is perfect in all ways, your breasts fit perfectly into my palms as if you were made just for me. I'm completely at your mercy here...I'll do anything you wish, just name it.

[Little whimpers come from him as she continues to stroke his cock, throbbing terribly into it as he mindlessly gropes her breast, completely missing the couple that walks dangerously close to them as they walk through the park.]

[ This poor man is in shambles, looking so utterly desperate. From his whimpering to the pleading shining through his ocean-colored eyes, he's wracked with desperation but it's so cute seeing the Harbinger in such a state. He's so adorable, listening to his begging fuels her desire to spoil him rotten. Wanting to reward her lover for being such a good boy, Yoimiya slides the straps of her dress off her shoulders, freeing her supple breasts for him to play with to his heart's content. She lets out a breath that sounds like a delightful sigh at the sensation of the cool, crisp evening breeze flittering against her perky nipples. Even if it's just the top, Yoimiya knows it's still risky to be seen like this, but that makes it all the more exciting, to push the limits of what they can get away with.

She drags her palm across the base of his length, pumping her hand in a steady rhythm as she enjoys every moan from her boyfriend, licking her lips at the sight of precum leaking out from the tip. ]

Mmm... you did such a good job fucking me earlier, it's only fair that I give you what you want. Oh—! [ She stops, mewling in bliss as he kneads her breast, leaning into his touch so he can fondle her more. ] Ah... yes. I'll ride you so well, take in every inch of that incredible cock. I want you to shoot your load so deep, fill me up with every drop that you have.

[ Tartaglia is so terribly sexy as he voices his needs, matching her own desires. She wants nothing more than to ride him raw until he spills his entire load into her, yearning to be filled full of his warm seed. She pulls up the skirt of her dress as she hovers over him, having never put her thong back on after their first round. Her well-fucked pussy from earlier is still slick, primed, and ready to take him on once more.

As fun as it is to tease him, she's lost all of her patience, the pit in her stomach growing more hungry for him. Without any further delay, she lifts her hips, lining his dick up with her soaking hole that's been aching to take Tartaglia once again. Lowering herself onto him, Yoimiya moans out as she feels the head of his hot, throbbing cock penetrate her. She's just as desperate, eager, and greedy to feel that familiar girth of his cock fill her to the brim. She's so wrapped up in pleasure that she also forgets where they are, slipping out another moan as she plunges down, taking him all the way in. ]

Ooh... archons, it's so big. So perfect... I can never get enough of your cock.

[ She loops her arms around his neck, raising her hips as she delights in the tight, wet friction of his cock stretching her open, hitting that sweet spot that drives her crazy. Just as she's getting ready to dive down and buck her hips, the sounds of two voices causes Yoimiya to stop as she's halfway down on his cock. ]

Blossomcrown Park surely is pretty, isn't it? But it's not as beautiful as you. [ A feminine giggle follows after the first voice. ] Hehe, you're such a smooth talker! Yes, it's the perfect place for a date. Thank you for bringing me out here, dear.

Edited 2023-05-04 02:45 (UTC)

[Yoimiya's breasts popping back out in full view for him to see is another nail in the coffin as the fire in his gut rages on, kneading both of them now as desire completely overpowers and takes over his mind. They feel so soft, so supple in his palms, fueling the raging boner he has as Yoimiya's hands stroke him. He's fallen right into her trap, the candy removing the safeguards he had to keep them from exposing themselves in public, no longer caring for the consequences of what might come if someone happened across them. Her dirty words play like a melody in his ears, her predatory eyes capturing him as she licks her lips at his desperation and neediness, lulling him into a state of submission that allows his deepest, darkest desires to blossom.

Tartaglia silently stares upward at her as she positions herself, anxious for her to let him slide inside and finally satisfy the burning desire that throbs in her hands. And when she finally does, the sensation of her walls welcoming him as she slides all the way down sends a shock to his system, moaning delightfully with her as every nerve is enveloped by her warmth. His fingertips grip into her breasts, his mouth hangs agape as his breath hitches, staring up in a hazy lust that begs for her to continue and bring them both the pleasure they're seeking.]

Fuck me, Yoimiya. Please...

[Now that she's positioned herself, he can lean forward to suck idly on her breasts, his tongue circling her nipple as he tries to coax her more into giving into their whims. The stroke of her pussy elicits another greedy, hungry moan from him, ready for her to begin to pump her hips as he loses himself in her body. But he doesn't get terribly far, the voices of the couple invading his thoughts as he freezes completely and his eyes widen in shock as he looks in the direction of their voices.

They're so close, close enough that if he wanted to spit on them he could. It takes every ounce of willpower not to thrust upwards into Yoimiya's soaking wet pussy, for fear of getting her to mewl and cry for him, but it's torturous not to. His entire body screams at him to fuck her, and all he can do is shift and squirm uncomfortably as they wait in a ghostly silence for them to move on.]

Of course, [the man's voice responds. His significant other seems enthralled by their date, giggling again as they get closer to the bushes.] I love the sakura trees here, can we sit under this one for while?

[Oh my god, Childe thinks, as the couple sits under the same tree as them, about ten feet away or so on the other side of the tree. He can hear them having lovey-dovey whispers of nothings to each other, his heart pounding in his chest, and his cock throbbing uncontrollably halfway inside of Yoimiya. He casts his eyes upward, not knowing what to do, unwilling to move and yet scared to continue.

But what his lust-induced girlfriend will decide here will be their fate, and he feels like he's going to have to accept whatever decision she makes...]

[ Despite that she's teased him about being enamored with her chest, she can never get enough of the special attention he gives to her breasts. Tartaglia's hands always feel wonderful as he grabs, squeezes, and fondles her sensitive tits. His mouth is hungry, greedy as her nipples bud for him, growing stiff under ministrations of his tongue.

Every neuron in her body feels like it's on fire, a wave of euphoric bliss splashing over her, drowning her in the depths of pleasure. Just as she's getting ready to let out a sultry moan, she somehow manages to stop herself upon listening to unsuspecting pair join them. The couple sitting down under the same sakura tree has thrown a wrench into her plans. Just when she thought it couldn't get any more riskier than the employee almost walking in on them at the restaurant, this takes the cake. They're so close, Yoimiya should feel bothered by the tense situation but any rational thought is taken over by her lust crazy haze. Instead of feeling uncomfortable, her soaking wet pussy tightens up, squeezing down on him, they're so close to getting caught but she's thrilled by that prospect. ]

Oh, stop it, you! Teehee, you shouldn't be saying such things in public.

[ The woman's light, airy voice is heard, giggling at some sweet nothings being whispered into her ear. Yoimiya has no idea what's being said but the adorable, lovey-dovey couple has got nothing on the depraved, horny couple that's right behind the same tree.

A hand comes up behind the back of his head, fingers slipping into her boyfriend's orange tousled curls. She pushes his face in between her soft, supple tits, encouraging him to continue sucking on them in order to drown out the sounds of his moaning. It's going to be especially tough for her to not make any sort of noises, the sensation of his tantalizing tongue swirling around her nipples combined with his cock shoved all the way in makes her want to release the most guttural, primal moan from the back of her throat but...

Yoimiya loves a good challenge.

As he casts his gaze upwards, Tartaglia will be able to catch a devilish smirk quirking on her lips. A look that clearly expresses she could care less if there are people nearby, they're in far too deep to stop. Yoimiya can feel him, pulsating, throbbing inside of her, by gosh!! she's not leaving this place until he spills his load into her.

Without any hesitation, a decision is quickly made in the form of Yoimiya plunging herself all the way down onto his cock. For once in her life, she's quiet, biting down on her bottom lip, fighting back mewls and moans out of sheer willpower. The first buck of her hips is methodical, moving up and down along the base of his length, sinking down on him in full with deep, slow thrusts. It's a little slower than what she's used to but it's better this way as to not attract the attention of the couple with the sounds of their wet skin slamming into one another. This method is also perfect for savoring every inch of his cock, so she definitely doesn't mind. Yoimiya throws her head back as she pushes down to take him in fully.

Even if she isn't let out any sounds, the lewd, flushed expression on her face says it all: she is hopelessly addicted to his cock and she loves fucking him. ]

[He swears, swears, that he feels her tighten around him as the couple continue on talking.

Before he knows it, her hand is pushing him right into her breasts, understanding what's coming next, and how she's telling him to deal with his eventual involuntary moans and cries. The soft skin of her boobs sends a shudder through him as he starts to suck on them again, filling his mouth completely with one to muffle the needy moan that slips out simply from being positioned there. Tartaglia flutters his eyelashes as he looks upward, greeted with the sight of exactly what he expected- a sinful, nefarious smile on her lips that signifies to him what the next several minutes were going to be.

An anxiety-ridden, all-consuming session of lust, debauchery, and pleasure.

His eyes close as Yoimiya plunges downwards, shaking from the wave of bliss that rocks his body, sucking air in sharply through his nose as each thrust of himself inside of her begs and presses to get him to cry out for her. But he can't, those people are so close to them, and he's scared that they may have even heard him breathe. It feels as if everything else is drowned out but the sounds of their love-making, now louder than ever in his ears as he wonders if they'll get suspicious from one sound from behind the tree.

Yoimiya's slow, methodical rock of her hips is enough to make his mind completely melt, his hands gripping into her ass uncontrollably as he fights between a state of alertness to the area around them and being so mesmerized by the constant stimulation of pleasure that makes his back go numb and his legs turn to jello that he forgets his own name. The candy doesn't help him either, pushing him farther towards the greed that's gotten him into this situation to begin with.

How lovely Yoimiya's body is, perfect curves and breasts that drive him wild matched together with a bright, daring, and trouble-making personality that he thought only existed in his dreams. Tiny whimpers come out of him, thankfully muffled by her breast that he swirls his tongue around, his hips bucking upwards to meet her slow rocking, wanting to vocalize how much he's loving every second of this despite the danger that sits only feet away. It's torture that he can't, even more so when he opens his eyes again to see her flushed face, filled with satisfaction to see how much she too, is loving being completely filled to the brim with him. It turns him on even more, and an idle thought goes through his mind-

Is he developing a kink for this too...?

The next wave of bliss seems to ensure that for him, thrusting up a bit harder, needing her to increase her speed a bit- he feels alive and he needs every inch of her against him.]

[ Archons... Tartaglia never fails to satisfy her with his tongue. The attention to her boobs are receiving is a double-edged sword. Each flick, each pass of his tongue across her nipples feels so good, too good. The vibrations of his muffled whimpers against her chest only add to the ever-growing pleasure rocking across her body. Not allowing Tartalgia to hear how much he's pleasing her feels like torture, but it's a battle she's determined to fight. Still, she wants him to know he's doing a good job and she does so by threading her fingers through his soft curly locks. He looks so cute with his mouth fully latched onto her breast.

The entire time she's riding him raw, Yoimiya thought she had a pretty strong hold herself. Every so often, a moan gets caught in the back of her throat but she manages to swallow it down, slipping out a few soft sighs as she delights in the tight, wet friction of his rock-hard cock sliding in and out. However, it doesn't take much for her mental fortitude to start showing a few cracks. The way he matches her rhythm, bucking into her causes her honey-colored eyes to grow wide, the knowledge that she's pleasing her lover is a pleasure all on its own. A soft, involuntary mewl spills out of her mouth as he's shoved all the way in, hitting the back of her wall with that particular buck of hips.

Oh no. Did the other couple happen to hear that slip of tongue?

Whew... Thankfully, the couple still doesn't seem to notice. Probably too busy off in their own world flirting with each other. Yoimiya can understand that sentiment all too well. Internally, she lets out a long sigh of relief. While she wouldn't have particularly cared if the other pair saw them (she already has a backup plan in mind!) everything about this, about him feels too good right now, she doesn't want to stop.

Shifting her gaze back onto her boyfriend, a mischievous smirk curves across her features. With every stroke of her throbbing pussy clenching down on him, she can feel each twitch of his cock aching for more, the slow sway of her hips isn't enough to satisfy his desires. She barely manages to bite down another moan as he thrusts into her with a bit more force, an indicator that he wants more. Spoiling her lover has become a hobby, even with the risk she's more than happy to give Tartaglia exactly what he wants.

While one hand plays with his hair, the other grips onto his shoulder. Putting more power into it, Yoimiya picks up the pace and starts rocking her hips in earnest. With each thrust, she makes sure to take him in as deep as she possibly can. Seeing as the unsuspecting couple seems to be busy flirting, Yoimiya takes the opportunity to lean in close as she's bouncing on his cock, whispering into his ear. ]

Are you enjoying this, Tartaglia? I love being your dirty little girl. It's like you were made to be inside of me.

[There's a part of him that regrets bucking up enough to elicit that soft mewl from Yoimiya, hyper-sensitive to any noises they make now that he knows that there's a chance that the couple behind them could hear it, walk around to the back of the tree and catch them having sex right out in the open for anyone to see. His own eyes widen as he looks to the side and listens to hear if one of them gets up to investigate, relief washing over him when it seems as if they hadn't. But what's worse is how much hotter that makes him feel, knowing that they were getting away with it in broad moonlight, his upward thrusting increasing with fervor and delight as his heart pounds harder and his mind races with excitement.

It makes him want to try more daring things in this particular situation to see how far he can push the letter.

To him, it seems that Yoimiya might be along for the ride, beating him to the punch on it already. Her hips rock faster up and down on his cock, and he responds in turn by moaning a little louder right into her breast, delighted beyond words as the haze of pleasure thickens in his mind and ignores his common sense. The hand in his hair is like a cherry on top, enjoying how her fingers thread into the strands, his eyes looking up at her in desperation as she whispers those sinful words into his ear.

It makes him release his mouth from her breast, the hunger in his eyes voracious and wanting, yet at the same time completely submissive. Tartaglia's hands frantically grip into her hips as she continues to ride him, a tiny whine bubbling up from his throat and coming out with a volume that makes him worry. And yet, with how deeply entrenched he is in the moment, he finds that if they do get caught, then that's alright- it may even prove more exciting than what's already happening.

His words are soft, his tone lower as he whispers back to her, eyes unfocused and mesmerized by the way her hips stroke him so.]

I love it, [he says, his jaw slightly agape between sentences.] I was made just for you, for you to use to pleasure yourself as you see fit. Use me, use my body...

[He nuzzles his head into her chest, as another soft moan is let out of him.]

I feel so hot, so good right now...Yoimiya. Oh my god, Yoimiya, oh my god...

[That last iteration of 'god' is not quiet, but it seems that Tartaglia has finally lost his battle, the build of pleasure that rocks his body too much for him to take anymore. He's there, on the edge, and when he finally releases it's going to be anything but quiet.]

[ Although his voice is muffled, the sounds Tartaglia makes are delicious, he's responding so wonderfully to everything she has given him. She lets out a tiny whine as he releases himself from her breasts but the uncontrollable desperation in his eyes is worth it. What a lewd, magnificent sight, the moonlight shining onto his face is beautiful, Tartaglia is beyond sexy like this. While she's no Harbinger, Yoimiya's stamina truly is in a league of its own. Even after the rough sex in the freezer, her movements don't show any signs of slowing, hips rising up before coming down onto his cock hard. The entire time, her eyes are locked onto his as she watches in amazement, spellbound by the dangerous Harbinger yielding to her, shuddering beneath her, being completely submissive to a simple country girl.

I was made just for you. Listening to those words spill out from his mouth fills her core with bliss, she's so utterly pleased to hear such a lovely declaration. She's more than happy to use his body to make a marvelous mess out of him. ]

You feel so amazing, Tartaglia. You fit so perfectly inside of me, it's so hot and thick. Only your perfect cock can satisfy me.

[ Soft but sensual, her voice is low as she whispers hotly into his ear. Not caring that she's muttering filthy words right behind the other couple.

Tartaglia's words are so satisfying to listen to, pleasure wracks through her body seeing him so submissive and completely under her control. That last little 'god' slipping out from his lips is a little loud and shortly after that, Yoimiya could hear the couple's voices saying something to each other. Even with the looming threat, she continues to ride him all the way up and down his cock. It's terrible how such a tense situation is so arousing, her tight pussy squeezing, pulsating around him, if she could get wetter she would. There's a small twisted part of her that doesn't mind having an audience to witness their carnal love-making, to flaunt to the world that Tartaglia was made just for her. ]

Oh my god! [ Yoimiya could hear each beat of her heart pounding with excitement. Is this it for them...? ] We should go check out the rose garden before it gets too late. They say that the roses are especially beautiful in the moonglow.

[ Now with the nuisance out of the way, Yoimiya glances down at her beloved with a domineering smirk. Not wasting any time, the strokes of her hips become more aggressive, bouncing in his lap erratically to push him down harder, deeper, making sure he hits every sweet spot. Archons... she loves the way he twitches inside of her, the curve of his cock is so good. Her pussy throbs around him, squeezing down to add a tight, wet pressure in tandem with every thrust. An unrestrained moan that she's been holding back pours out of her lips, it feels so incredible to finally voice how good she feels. It's even more satisfying knowing they completely got away with their sinful actions.

Shifting her attention to his neck, she cranes her head down to pepper a few kisses to his throat. She presses her mouth open against his neck, licking and sucking on the sensitive skin with the all intent purposes of leaving very noticeable red marks. ]

Mm... I want to leave my mark and stake my claim on you. Is it okay for me to be greedy?

[ Yoimiya isn't exactly the jealous type but the incident with the Siren has unleashed a clingy side to her. A side that's not keen on the idea of sharing and wants to show off to the world he's taken. ]

[He can no longer hear the couple behind him, the fog that envelops his mind is too thick and full of thoughts of Yoimiya and her body rocking against his own. Pleasure surges through him as she continues to come down hard on his throbbing length, his breathing becoming more and more labored as he nears his own climax, wearing a hopelessly lost and pathetic expression as his girlfriend keeps him in a perpetual state of bliss of chanting her name. It's quiet at first, whispers that escape him only because he can't lock his lips with hers, but grows louder and louder as the pressure builds in his groin. Tartaglia fights to keep his volume down, and yet he's unable to control his voice any longer- and it's only made worse by when the couple leaves.

He can tell by the look in her eyes that they must have left, and by how she starts to ride him even more aggressively, letting him sink into every corner of her deliciously wet, warm pussy. Watching her body move is so deliciously sexy, her boobs bouncing up and down in his face enticing and keeping him addicted. The swap in speed makes him see stars, and the mewl from her lips further drives his lust farther down a path that he knows will lead him to more dangerous, more kinky sessions with her.

But he finds it all welcoming, letting his own moan bubble up loudly now that he knows it's somewhat safe to.

Tartaglia tilts his head so she has more access to his neck, groaning with glee at how wonderful her attention to it is, sending more shockwaves through his system. He feels as if he's at his limit, teetering on the edge of finally reaching the sweet release he's been seeking, his mind an utter mess. Yoimiya has completely ground any rationality or sense out of him, reduced to nothing other than his own primal instincts. The man can barely get a response back out to her, nodding dumbly as more moans and cries of her name spill out of him, breath ragged as he does everything in his power not to cum right here and now.]

Please...be as greedy as you please. I'm yours and no one else's...I...I...

[It's as if he forgets how to work his own voice, her body keeping him mesmerized, along with the candy making his intense, carnal craving for her going.]

Yoimiya, I...I'm...I'm going to...

[His body is shuddering more and more, his hips bucking upward with even more speed. There's nothing behind his glassy eyes but pure lust, staring upwards as everything seems to unravel in his mind. The groan he elicits when he finally releases himself is anything but soft, a keen that rings out across the park and gets a few heads to turn in their direction. Luckily they're still covered by the bushes, and it seems like Tartaglia hardly cares in the moment.]

[ I'm yours and no one else's...

It's greedy and selfish of her but hearing those wonderful words flutter her heart with joy. She wants to be the one to see this lewd, submissive side of Tartaglia, for it to be a pleasure for her eyes only. Latching onto her boyfriend's exposed neck, she parts her lips to suck a bit harder, her teeth lightly grazing his sensitive skin, the signs of a hickey beginning to bloom.

Feeling pleased with her handiwork, Yoimiya pulls away from his neck to fully focus her attention on his cock, rocking her hips up and down, encouraging him to chase the climax he so desperately seeks. He's twitching and throbbing so much, she can feel he's getting close. He's been nothing but good to her this whole evening, she wants to return all of his affections in full and then some, to fulfill every filthy little desire of his. The strokes of her hips become more desperate, yearning to milk him dry. Thoughts of Tartaglia have completely clouded her mind, despite her clingy side rearing its ugly head, Yoimiya desires to be filled with his seed, to have her body be claimed by the Harbinger in turn.

With one final plunge of her hips, she takes him all the way in, his throbbing cock buried deep inside her pussy as the flow of his release spurts into her. Yoimiya moans in bliss, delighting in the strings of his cum coating her insides white and filling her to the brim. Her whole body feels warm, heat filling her core as his climax pools inside of her. It's impressive how he was able to cum so violently within her twice. There's so much but she loves every drop of it. Her whole body shudders, the way his cock pulsates as he fills her up pushes her over the edge. A sharp mewl pours out from her lip, squeezing down and coming around his length. Their sensual noises most certainly caught a few people's attention, scratching their heads in confusion but thankfully, the foliage manages to hide their sinful actions.

Breathless gasps pour out of her mouth as her chest heaves up and down. In the immediate aftermath of their lovemaking, a wave of exhaustion hits her sensitive body, causing the blonde to crumple into a heap on top of him, her head falling onto his chest. Golden pleasure-glazed irises flutter in tandem with her heavy breathing, even amid euphoric clarity, there's a bright, shimmer of love in her eyes. ]

Tartaglia, I love you...

[ Those tender words of affection slip out as she captures his lips for a soft kiss brimming with all of her love and adoration for him. It's much less animalistic than the sloppy lip locks they shared as they furiously fucked. The kiss is much more delicate, a simple gesture of affection from a girl in love. A small sign that the aphrodisiac candy is slowly starting to wear off. ]

[Yoimiya seems to know perfectly how to make every single one of his orgasms better than the last, and now is no exception.

The way she takes him fully into her, clenching down on him as she reaches her own high, makes the sensation of cumming into her all the more satisfying. Her walls hug him so tightly that it feels as if she's trying to squeeze every last drop out of him, filling her completely with his love, hooked on the incredible sound of her mewls and moans as Yoimiya's body burns as intensely as his own. Tartaglia finds there's nothing better than to know that Yoimiya is wracked and drowning in pleasure, happily joining her as his breaths come out ragged and his body becomes limp after the initial sensation of bliss begins to wear off. His arms wrap around her as she collapses into him, laughing quietly as she does so. She's worked very hard to please him, and he lets a hand run through her golden locks with affection.

He returns the kiss in full, his eyes half-lidded to adore her before they finally close completely, taking her farther into the kiss as he reciprocates with as much love and care as she's showing to him. Tartaglia's lips caress her own, his kiss gentle and sweet in the small amount of mental clarity he's been afforded for the moment. He can feel her emotions with every pass of their lips and tongue, getting lost in them as he just appreciates her and everything she is. Loving, caring and considerate- all things he has come to admire about her, in addition to everything else that makes her shine.]

I love you too, Yoimiya.

[His eyes brighten in the moonlight when he looks down at her when they finally break, feeling full and warm with affection as they both sit there. It's not until he feels his own cock that's still inside her throb again that his eyes widen, feeling the rush of lust and need that had swallowed him whole for the duration of their sex come back to him. She might be coming off of the candy, but he just ate that piece- and it's not done with him yet.

He can feel himself at a half-chub inside of her still, squirming once with discomfort as his body asks him to continue and feed it all the pleasure it has just experienced. Tartaglia's eyes reflect a hunger in them, but at least at the same time he's managing to keep a hold of his sanity for the moment, laughing nervously now that he knows he's not out of the woods yet.]

Yoimiya...

[How does he put this.]

Listen, that candy really did a number on me...all I can think about is how beautiful you are, how sexy your body is, and how much I'd like to pleasure it some more...

[He can feel his mind going back down that rabbit hole, much the same as when Yoimiya faced him with her pussy so he could see what he'd done to her.]

...how enticing your lips are, your gorgeous eyes captivating me...your irresistible breasts...

[He could start drooling at any moment the way he's describing her, expression becoming more and more dumb-looking with that same hazy, unfocused look in his eyes.]

[ Those powerful words resonate within Yoimiya's heart, even after the amazing orgasm, her body feels like melting upon listening to his declaration of love. Being with Tartaglia is like a wonderful dream come true. He's caring, fun, wild, a true family man, and the most amazing partner she could ever ask for. Never in a million years did Yoimiya think she would find someone who captivates her, someone so utterly stunning in her eyes. Elation washes over her, feeling as though she's on cloud nine and it's all thanks to him. She's so happy to be filled with his love.

Her eyes grow wide as she swears that he's throbbing inside of her once again. It's tempting to keep him in this position and ride him once again but the rational part of her brain that's finally coming back doesn't want to overstimulate him. With a moan, she lifts up her hips, glancing down as he slides out of her. Ah, her suspicions have been confirmed... he's already half erect. Yoimiya swallows hard at the delicious sight. Judging from the lust-induced haze clouding his mind, all it would take is a simple stroke of her hand to enable his cock into becoming rock hard once more. That is some powerful aphrodisiac candy. Even if she's starting to slowly come back to her senses, the effects of the candy still linger on within her. She did eat three of them, after all.

Oh, dear. Just when she thought she was finally controlling her urges, Tartaglia successfully ignites a spark of lust within her. She's beginning to crave his body once more.

A lascivious haze clouds his features, she licks her lips at the sight of his desperate expression. Something inside of her snaps and she once again, finds herself drowning in a vortex of desire. Archons... is this how he felt when she brazenly showed off her conquered pussy? She's trying her best to curb her lust but her heart is pounding just from staring at him. ]

Mm... I feel the same way, Tartaglia. Every inch of your body is irresistible. But... do you want to go back to my place to clean up? I'll let you have your way with me in my bed. You can fuck me all night long if that's what your heart desires.

[ The tiniest bit of sense comes back to her. As much as she'd like to continue fucking this same spot, they're both terribly sweaty and messy after two whole rounds of sex. On top of that, they also moaned quite loudly so it might be for the best to get out of here before he gets caught with his pants down and her skirt hiked up. ]

[A part of him wishes so badly that she hadn't taken him out. With a mix of horrible, uncontrollable lust still coursing through his veins coupled with feelings of love and adoration from how terribly hard he'd fallen in love with Yoimiya, he's a complete mess underneath her and craving her more than he even craves battle in the heat of this moment. His eyes practically are begging her to stimulate him back into being rock hard again, to live through more anxiety and excitement and fuck him right here and now in the middle of the park. His chest rises and falls heavily as he tries to catch his breath from the session they'd just finished, beads of sweat on his forehead, and yet he's ready to go again. It's not a good idea, but he doesn't really care, all he wants for is Yoimiya riding him to completion again.

Thankfully, she's got a few more brain cells working than he does, her words a entrancing melody to his ears. Fucking her all night long is exactly what he'd like to do, and he's even got more candy to do it with if she wants. He can tell whatever he's said has gotten her to give into her own desires again, pleased to watch her lick her lips and gaze upon him as if he was her toy to use as she pleases, and he's more than willing to let her.]

Do you think I'll make it back in time?

[It's an honest question- he's sitting there with her sex all over his groin, with no desire to get up and do anything about that. But if he goes back to her place, he doesn't have to worry about getting caught or being able to clean up, it'll all be conveniently there for them to have sex as they please.]

I feel...really hot. I'll try my hardest, but we'll have to hurry. Think you can get me back to your place in time before I lose my mind?

[He has a terrible, terrible idea. Tartaglia is well aware that Yoimiya likes a challenge, and he's also aware she's still under the influence of the candy he'd brought. It's starting to wear off, he can tell- but what if he now gives her the challenge of getting him back to her apartment?

Childe reaches into his pocket, grabs the box of candy and opens it to pop in two more pieces into his mouth, chewing and swallowing them quickly. The box is swiftly returned to his pocket, smiling deviously back at her.]

That's about to hit me in about...ten, fifteen seconds? Hahaha...

[ 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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