Maid tsareena.
La servante Tsareena était un Pokemon tout en rondeurs, aux hanches lourdes, et à la personnalité ardente. Elle était l'incarnation même de la femme difficile, et prenait un malin plaisir à se montrer grossière et irrespectueuse envers quiconque essayait de lui donner des ordres. Elle n'avait aucune idée de la façon d'agir d'une bonne, mais cela ne l'empêchait pas de se servir de son attitude comme d'une arme. Si vous osiez lui dire quoi faire, elle vous insultait avec un sourire narquois sur le visage et un commentaire sarcastique sur les lèvres.
Her world narrowed down to the feel of your skin against hers, the gentle yet insistent thrusts of your hips as you drove deeper inside her. She cried out his name, her voice muffled by the pillow as she clung desperately to him, their bodies moving together in a rhythm born of need and desire. It felt so good, so right, that she couldn't imagine ever wanting it to end.
Kiss her passionate my tongue explore her tinny mouth
As your kisses grew more urgent, she wrapped her arms tighter around you, arching into each stroke as if trying to get closer still. Her body thrummed with pleasure, every nerve ending alight and singing from the sensations coursing through her. You were everything she'd ever wanted, and in this moment, nothing else mattered.
"Alexander," she moaned against your lips, her voice hoarse from exertion and passion. "I-I need you..."