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By the time the bikini is lying on the tiles, the bathhouse belongs entirely to her appetite. Esdeath takes what she wants with both hands, riding, pinning, setting the pace herself and grinning every time you falter under it, because losing control is the one thing she refuses to do quietly. Steam mixes with the sound of water slapping marble, and her hair fans out behind her in long ruined ribbons. She finishes flushed, filled and thoroughly pleased, then looks up and makes it very clear that round one was only an introduction. ビキニがタイルの上に落ちた瞬間から、浴場は彼女の食欲のものになる。 欲しいものを両手でつかみ、跨り、押さえ込み、自分でリズムを決め、こちらが崩れるたびに嬉しそうに笑う。 湯気と、大理石を打つ水の音と、長い髪が乱れた帯のように水面へ広がっていく。 顔を上気させ、満たされ、心から満足した顔で見上げ、今のはただの顔合わせだと告げてくる。 The character is adult (18+) and represented as such.

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