[Yeah how is he so thin for a yakuza? It doesn't matter at all, since Samatoki is Samatoki. His body already feels and looks amazing; it's lean, but muscular and his eyes intense as it highlights his handsome face. It reads of impatience, but hey, she can't wait either.
It's a welcoming feeling, one that she has been yearning for ever since they started, of how his cock stretches her walls as he so easily slides in thanks to how ready for him she is. She does want him to just get on with it, being that they've played at this for long enough, so as soon as he starts she presses her head to his neck, savouring the feeling that pulses through her as he thrusts in an easy pace. Hands grip onto his back and she pushes forward, her hips rocking with his to meet him.]
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It's a welcoming feeling, one that she has been yearning for ever since they started, of how his cock stretches her walls as he so easily slides in thanks to how ready for him she is. She does want him to just get on with it, being that they've played at this for long enough, so as soon as he starts she presses her head to his neck, savouring the feeling that pulses through her as he thrusts in an easy pace. Hands grip onto his back and she pushes forward, her hips rocking with his to meet him.]