[ Ever the cool one, Nami's made an admirable showing of keeping it mostly together during the times the casino seems most intent on pressing hers and everybody else's buttons as hard as it can, but this – Mitsuru pressed back against the bed as Nami rocks her hips, glaringly aware of the hot clutch of her friend's cunt around the toy Nami relentlessly fucks into her with – it's too much.
Even in the heat of the moment, there's a part of herself Nami manages to keep some loose control over, but she loses that grip now. For perhaps only the second time since her arrival, she's overwhelmed, the vibrator against her clit pushing her over the edge of her own release, sending her plummeting hard and fast, every moan louder and more ragged than the one before it, her head bowing, short tangerine hair clinging to her cheeks, listening, feeling, Mitsuru as she comes, quickly deciding it's the most beautiful thing she's seen in a long time. ]
Fuck.
[ Still trembling as she rests her head against a soft, flushed shoulder, Nami's hips give an involuntary rock, as the toy between her legs makes her moan softly. ]
You…
[ A breathless, abnormally needy whimper stops her. ]
Turn it off, Mitsuru please–
[ Nami shudders, the vibrator still going hard against her overly sensitive clit, making it impossible for the last waves of her climax to ebb off completely. ]
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Even in the heat of the moment, there's a part of herself Nami manages to keep some loose control over, but she loses that grip now. For perhaps only the second time since her arrival, she's overwhelmed, the vibrator against her clit pushing her over the edge of her own release, sending her plummeting hard and fast, every moan louder and more ragged than the one before it, her head bowing, short tangerine hair clinging to her cheeks, listening, feeling, Mitsuru as she comes, quickly deciding it's the most beautiful thing she's seen in a long time. ]
Fuck.
[ Still trembling as she rests her head against a soft, flushed shoulder, Nami's hips give an involuntary rock, as the toy between her legs makes her moan softly. ]
You…
[ A breathless, abnormally needy whimper stops her. ]
Turn it off, Mitsuru please–
[ Nami shudders, the vibrator still going hard against her overly sensitive clit, making it impossible for the last waves of her climax to ebb off completely. ]