[ even through everything that's swimming through her mind right now, roxy has enough sanity to realize that ichiro makes a very good point. roxy's been so worried that if ameera heard her moaning that she'd come running and slam the door open but... if ichiro stays silent, well.
it'll be like she's the only one having this much fun.
already her stomach muscles feel tired, not just from riding his hand but from all the effort it took to keep her breathing even when ichiro stood above her. her body remembers how he felt buried inside of her and roxy can feel her walls slowly tighten the more wound up she gets. her throat dries; her tongue feels heavy; but when ichiro's calloused fingertips slide over her swollen clit again she lets out a heady moan that's much louder than the intimate ones she kept just for him. this felt more natural, escaping from her chest and up to her third eye. another one comes, just as full, reverberating off the alto of her vocal chords and curling up against the walls of her room. ]
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it'll be like she's the only one having this much fun.
already her stomach muscles feel tired, not just from riding his hand but from all the effort it took to keep her breathing even when ichiro stood above her. her body remembers how he felt buried inside of her and roxy can feel her walls slowly tighten the more wound up she gets. her throat dries; her tongue feels heavy; but when ichiro's calloused fingertips slide over her swollen clit again she lets out a heady moan that's much louder than the intimate ones she kept just for him. this felt more natural, escaping from her chest and up to her third eye. another one comes, just as full, reverberating off the alto of her vocal chords and curling up against the walls of her room. ]