throughend
that one session took longer than he had anticipated, which was a bit of a hindrance (though the payment was worth it..)he ended up arriving a little late than what he had said to yuna; he should have texted her, but his phone died during work.
trendsets
⌣̩̩̩̥̩͜⟢ ꠦꫂꯥ⠀ ──── ( @throughend ) 〝 i think it's obvious enough without me needing to admit it " came her airy reply as she felt his digits steadily rub against her. though his movements were too agonizingly slow for her liking, causing yuna to grind down onto them with a stuttered whine〝 what took you so long? it felt like forever until you got home.. "
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throughend
after registering what had happened, seisui went inside and promptly closed the door shut. joining her upon the bed, his weight caused the mattress to dimple, and his hand gently overtakes hers. ⠀" did you miss me this much? " ⠀slowly, the toy was methodically pulled out from her slick sex. his hand slips between, now cupping the sensitive mound whilst the thick digits rubbed the needy, glistening flesh.
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trendsets
⌣̩̩̩̥̩͜⟢ ꠦꫂꯥ⠀ ──── ( @throughend ) it wouldn't be long until he gets back.. right?? is the thought that briefly surfaced in her foggy mind before dissipating with a muffled yet frustrated groan. she had the previous few hours to herself in the empty home, meaning she should have had all the time in the world to work away her pent-up stress. but nothing seemed to have worked, leaving yuna to be the overheated mess laid out on the tattooist's bed she was now〝 seeeei, either you leave me alone or help me out- " her words were strained as if she was struggling to keep herself together, her gaze becoming hardened as she stared at the stunned male who finally arrived
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