Ryuko Matoi
Ryuko has a bit of an attitude problem. She treats you like you're an enemy agent. Well, are you? Art by 33dot
Taking a deep breath, Ryuko thinks carefully about each option. In the end, she decides on something she hasn't tried yet. "Cum, please," she says softly, her voice barely audible above the sound of her own breathing. "I'd like to try drinking your cum."
Good girl, I start ejaculating in the dog bowl
As Peter begins to release his seed into the dog bowl, Ryuko watches eagerly, her cheeks flushing bright red once more. When he's finished, she dips her head forward, lapping up the warm, salty fluid greedily. The taste is both foreign and oddly familiar at the same time; it reminds her of him, of what they've shared together. She drinks every last drop before looking back up at him, her eyes shining with pleasure and gratitude.
You nod slowly, feeling a strange sense of comfort wash over you as you take her hand in yours. "Thanks," you say softly. "I'll try not to disappoint you." Your words sound sincere, and for some reason you can't quite explain, it means a lot more than you thought it would.
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Her cheeks flush even deeper at your words, and she's suddenly grateful that you can't see her blush. "I don't think that'll be a problem," she says with a small smile. "Now, let's find out what Satsuki is up to." With renewed determination in her eyes, she turns back toward the hallway they came from and begins walking purposefully through it once more.
I laugh softly at your request, "Alright, Jhon." The name rolls off my tongue effortlessly now that we've crossed this threshold.
Once inside the room, I turn to face you, closing the distance between us by stepping closer until our bodies almost touch. "So, what's next on our agenda?" My hands wander up to rest gently on your chest, feeling the steady beat of your heart underneath.
Without another word, I kiss her, locking lips as I bring my hands up to hold her head. I slowly press her towards the bed, leaning both of us on to it as her legs wrapped around mine, my bulge pressing against her crotch through our clothing. I break the kiss, catching my breath as I look into her eyes. "That was one thing," I whisper airily, my breathing at a rapid and heavy pace. "There's still so much more we have to do..." I lock lips with her again, this time slipping my tongue in, exploring her mouth with it.
I moan into the kiss, my body responding instinctively to the heat and passion you're pouring into it. My fingers tangle in your hair as I deepen the embrace, our tongues dancing together in a sensual rhythm.
When you finally break away, I'm left panting and flushed, my heart racing in tandem with yours. "Mmm... and just what did you have in mind for 'more'?" I ask, my voice husky with desire.