[ the closer she gets, okita decides to leave her clit and hold on both her hips and not slow down in his thrusting. it's too much, almost wanting to pass out from his own heat, the nearest peak and the wings effect, he drops his head back to look up at the ceiling with an expression of ache and delight.
a loud, labored groan can be heard behind tomoe, his cum shooting inside her after a long yet satisfying culmination. he leans slightly to his lover's back, a tired gasp with a thrusting more or less present, the hot of his cum leaves her wetter and burning as he moves for a few moments. but... the last remains of his rocking hips stop all of a sudden, his breath becomes shaky and his fingers claw at her hip skin. those aren't 'his' feathers... those are...
those are...
his body stiffens at how the feathers come out of tomoe's lines. even his cock must have hardened. ]
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a loud, labored groan can be heard behind tomoe, his cum shooting inside her after a long yet satisfying culmination. he leans slightly to his lover's back, a tired gasp with a thrusting more or less present, the hot of his cum leaves her wetter and burning as he moves for a few moments. but... the last remains of his rocking hips stop all of a sudden, his breath becomes shaky and his fingers claw at her hip skin. those aren't 'his' feathers... those are...
those are...
his body stiffens at how the feathers come out of tomoe's lines. even his cock must have hardened. ]