[ The skin pulls taut over his glute, and every other muscle involved in Mine's new position wants to showcase itself too. Nishikiyama kneads his buttock in alignment with the building pace. Mine's body stretches in all the right places as Nishikiyama enters him deep. He finds that he doesn't have to think or fake noise. His breaths end up pronounced and voiced just behind the peak of each thrust. ]
Hnh... ah– Mm-hm...
[ Little fat pinches between the bony pronunciation of Nishikiyama's pelvis and Mine's backside, but along the repetitive sound that feeling also pleasantly numbs. Mine's dick swings with each push, stiff against gravity.
He feels less shy, looking up at Nishikiyama now. His hair pushed back loosely flatters him, Mine thinks, and like Nishikiyama'd shared last time, if he hadn't become yakuza, he could have made good use of his looks elsewhere. Mine's found paranoia behind his pupils a handful of times; now his moans in rhythm seem to mitigate it. He pulls on the elbow kept in his grip, flat nails dig into Nishikiyama's skin. It's easier to move in this position, and tempted, Mine rocks his hips back. ]
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Hnh... ah– Mm-hm...
[ Little fat pinches between the bony pronunciation of Nishikiyama's pelvis and Mine's backside, but along the repetitive sound that feeling also pleasantly numbs. Mine's dick swings with each push, stiff against gravity.
He feels less shy, looking up at Nishikiyama now. His hair pushed back loosely flatters him, Mine thinks, and like Nishikiyama'd shared last time, if he hadn't become yakuza, he could have made good use of his looks elsewhere. Mine's found paranoia behind his pupils a handful of times; now his moans in rhythm seem to mitigate it. He pulls on the elbow kept in his grip, flat nails dig into Nishikiyama's skin. It's easier to move in this position, and tempted, Mine rocks his hips back. ]