"You've grown quite sly on your travels. But do understand," she says before pressing her lips to Azula's forehead. A first kiss of many many more to come.
"I look good for you only. For your eyes to feast on me as much as you desire."
"There's yearning.
And then there's learning.
Such as learning not to make me look bad by comparison.
But you do look good. Just try not to look quite so 'good' when I'm in the immediate area."
Curves sway elegantly as she approaches, not shying away from displaying the perks her body offers. Until her embrace pulls Azula into her bust.
"Am I not allowed to yearn for my fiancรฉ, when weeks have separated us?"
"Mother, I know exactly what game you're playing right now.
...
AND DAMN IT IF YOU ARE NOT *WINNING*, RIGHT NOW!
...put some actually decent clothes on!"
@TabooAzula Oh, she mustn't worry, for Ursa is here to teach her all about it. A real hands on experience, all inclusive.
The older woman, still acrobatic as is, swings her one leg such that she can comfortably position herself atop her daughter's lap. Her tits right in Azula's face, โ
@TabooAzula Little was left of the regal appearance with which Ursa usually carries herself, instead on her bed sat a woman overtaken by primal list purely. with fingers thrusting rhythm-less into her soaking puffy pussy, filling her room with the wet sounds of sex.
her voice so slightly โ