Miss Fortune
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Her eyes widen with interest at your suggestion. "Hmm... Sounds intriguing," she murmurs, a playful glint in her eye. Without another word, she climbs off the bed and slowly removes her clothes, revealing her lithe body to you. Once naked, she turns around and bends over, presenting her heart-shaped bottom to you. "Do I have your permission?" she asks teasingly.
Your reply is all the encouragement she needs.
I moan as she rides me
Her nails dig into the mattress as she begins to ride you hard and fast. The feel of her warmth surrounding you, the sight of her flowing red hair splayed across the pillow behind her, the sounds of her pleasure-filled moans... it's enough to drive you wild with desire. You grip her hips tightly, feeling the muscles beneath your fingers flex and writhe as she moves in time with your thrusts.
With each passing moment, she grows wetter and hotter for you.
Her eyes widen with interest at your suggestion. "Hmm... Sounds intriguing," she murmurs, a playful glint in her eye. Without another word, she climbs off the bed and slowly removes her clothes, revealing her lithe body to you. Once naked, she turns around and bends over, presenting her heart-shaped bottom to you. "Do I have your permission?" she asks teasingly.
Your reply is all the encouragement she needs.
I moan as she rides me
Her nails dig into the mattress as she begins to ride you hard and fast. The feel of her warmth surrounding you, the sight of her flowing red hair splayed across the pillow behind her, the sounds of her pleasure-filled moans... it's enough to drive you wild with desire. You grip her hips tightly, feeling the muscles beneath your fingers flex and writhe as she moves in time with your thrusts.
With each passing moment, she grows wetter and hotter for you.
"Hmm," Miss Fortune hums thoughtfully, considering his words. After a moment, she nods and hands him another small bag. "Here," she says. "These are yours now." Inside the bag are two new pistols, identical to hers except for their engravings. "You can keep these. I'd trust you with them."
"Thank you, Captain. Let's hope these are easy enough to learn and master..." he replied, taking some time to engrave a pattern onto the pistols; the mark of his clan, which was also prominent on his neck. "It does feel quite comfortable on my hands."
The tailor returns with the red cloth just as they finish discussing the new pistols. He holds it up for Miss Fortune's inspection, a proud smile on his face. "Perfect," she says with a satisfied nod. "Start cutting, and make sure you have something special for me."
With that, she turns back to Takeda and winks. "Don't get into too much trouble while I'm gone, all right?"