❝ 𝓶mh . go ahead , madam lumine . i expect nothing 𝓫etter from you . ❞ backhanded words , yet no time to think of that with his knee pressing up ; quite aware of that damp patch upon his pants now , yet not ceasing his ministrations .
back arching with sudden roughness— entire alleyway now cleared with the sounds of the descender’s moans, clearly deep into pleasure as she began to grind almost immediately— .
“ s,,, soo clooose,,, stoppp... stop it— ”
tearing up—
the children chase that same approval so very desperately for a reason . ever unattainable ; too distant to earn .
knee grinds upon her clit ; one hand harshly tugging at her erect 𝓫ud . awfully rough with her body , treating her like some harlot ... * 🌀
“ nnno... nonono— not gonna... ”
whimpering and squeaking out, attempting to use force to stop her hips, ceasing her own grinding to a halt— . a last ditch attempt to earn approval from father .
❝ are you about to 𝓬um just from this .ᐣ ❞ softly asked ; yet his voice carries the faintest note of mocking and disapproval , even as his claws grop particularly hard ; sure to leave marks ' pon that pretty pale body . so , so 𝓹athetic . ♡
“ ssstop,,, please— ”
whimpering— breasts filling those claws perfectly. all while her wetness gushes out, soaking her panties, and in then making the grinding awfully moist for arlecchino's knee.
“ s,,, shoo... good... sssstop... ”
❝ you ' re 𝓹leading that i stop , yet you ' re humping my leg like a needy 𝓶utt . ❞ hand gently pressing around her chest now ; grasling and groping at what surely belongs to 𝓱im . perhaps the traveller will cum just from this coy grinding alone ...
hnnnnff,,, it's too good— the feeling of pressure on her lower half, it's warming her. causing wetness to seep out of her onto her cunt, wetting her panties.
“ ss,,, stopp... too much— too vile. ”
she's so used to taking it slow —