[Thrusting is far less discreet. Her face is flushed and there are a number of things she's not thinking about in this situation.
What she is thinking about is how beautiful Inaba looks, hands pressed to the wall with her legs spread-- this perverted look that begs to be fucked and the cock that shows just how much she likes it-- Towa loves it.]
I don't want to stop... I can't stop.
[People might notice. She's fucking Inaba hard against the wall, breath heavily labored. Each thrust is bliss.
But she doesn't forget Inaba either. Her small hand strokes Inaba faster, her thumb teasing the tip, rubbing over the wet streaks. She wants to see her cum spill all over the wall when she can't hold her love in any more.]
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[Thrusting is far less discreet. Her face is flushed and there are a number of things she's not thinking about in this situation.
What she is thinking about is how beautiful Inaba looks, hands pressed to the wall with her legs spread-- this perverted look that begs to be fucked and the cock that shows just how much she likes it-- Towa loves it.]
I don't want to stop... I can't stop.
[People might notice. She's fucking Inaba hard against the wall, breath heavily labored. Each thrust is bliss.
But she doesn't forget Inaba either. Her small hand strokes Inaba faster, her thumb teasing the tip, rubbing over the wet streaks. She wants to see her cum spill all over the wall when she can't hold her love in any more.]