[ he did his absolute best and gets all the gold stars for trying. lucky for them, he still had dick, made prominently keen when he unexpectedly hooks his hands right under her back and reins mikasa forward, upright, and bust to bust. in his lap she goes, or at least that’s where he situates himself and brings his hips to a single but abrupt rock solidly under her. hands to her ass now, both cheeks, and ears perked high: ]
If it doesn’t make a difference, I won’t do it again.
[ he says it slyly to meet her stacking impatience with play, but soon crushes his lips into hers and gives her a balm for her waiting game aches: a solid shaft prodding the space between her legs and bottom, then asking for another buck of her’s with a slide. friction was achieved and they could do so much more. ]
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If it doesn’t make a difference, I won’t do it again.
[ he says it slyly to meet her stacking impatience with play, but soon crushes his lips into hers and gives her a balm for her waiting game aches: a solid shaft prodding the space between her legs and bottom, then asking for another buck of her’s with a slide. friction was achieved and they could do so much more. ]