[Karma must've been generous for once; it made sure she found her ideal man in Nanami. Intelligent, resourceful, strong, warm, earnest.
And absurdly sexy with little effort.
Oh, how she longs to have his face buried between her breasts, his hot breath warming her skin. Just the image whets her appetite and heats up her core. The sound of an undone clasp is soon followed by a breathy moan. A soft yelp, and then...]
M-Mister... Nanami...!
[Urgent cries leave her lips unrestrained. Ambrosia is at her most debauched — breasts bared to the chilled air, covered by her trembling fingers that dimple warm flesh with each firm grope. Her nipples turn red and swollen between her index fingers and thumbs, and there's a pretty cry out of her mouth. Not even the dark rings of flesh surrounding her nipples are spared by persistent hands, the flats of her fingertips tracing them with such urgency.
She lets out a frustrated groan. The textures are off. Fingers aren't calloused or thick enough. Her nipples are covered by sweat, not his saliva. She can't feel his mouth or teeth.]
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And absurdly sexy with little effort.
Oh, how she longs to have his face buried between her breasts, his hot breath warming her skin. Just the image whets her appetite and heats up her core. The sound of an undone clasp is soon followed by a breathy moan. A soft yelp, and then...]
M-Mister... Nanami...!
[Urgent cries leave her lips unrestrained. Ambrosia is at her most debauched — breasts bared to the chilled air, covered by her trembling fingers that dimple warm flesh with each firm grope. Her nipples turn red and swollen between her index fingers and thumbs, and there's a pretty cry out of her mouth. Not even the dark rings of flesh surrounding her nipples are spared by persistent hands, the flats of her fingertips tracing them with such urgency.
She lets out a frustrated groan. The textures are off. Fingers aren't calloused or thick enough. Her nipples are covered by sweat, not his saliva. She can't feel his mouth or teeth.]