[ How did he take such a picture? Weiss won't even question it. Right now, there's no reason to think about these things when her thoughts are consumed by her lust and want for Kazuya. At this time, he's set her off. He's made her think of no one else but him, wanting his lips all over her, to make those marks that he always makes whenever they're together.
Ugh... maybe she'd even let him bite her, with just how badly he's turned her on.
It's why Weiss doesn't even text back anymore. She sends a voice message, far to busy fucking herself and imagining her dildo being Kazuya's cock. It's something she's gotten to know so well now that the feeling is nothing like it. ]
You look so good. [ As he strokes himself. Her voice is airy and breathless, ragged. She's close. ] Want it in me, Kazuya...
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Ugh... maybe she'd even let him bite her, with just how badly he's turned her on.
It's why Weiss doesn't even text back anymore. She sends a voice message, far to busy fucking herself and imagining her dildo being Kazuya's cock. It's something she's gotten to know so well now that the feeling is nothing like it. ]
You look so good. [ As he strokes himself. Her voice is airy and breathless, ragged. She's close. ] Want it in me, Kazuya...
You'd feel so much better...