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She was supposed to be untouchable. Now she’s trembling, soaked, and screaming your name. Tatsumaki floats mid-air β€” legs spread, body convu

She was supposed to be untouchable.Now she’s trembling, soaked, and screaming your name.

Tatsumaki floats mid-air β€” legs spread, body convulsing β€” as wave after wave of violent pleasure rips through her tiny frame. Her powers flicker out of control, objects levitating, crashing, forgotten… because she is gone.Gone into moans. Into drool. Into her own slick mess, dripping down her thighs.Her fists clench, her mouth is open, her eyes rolled back β€” twitching from overstimulation as she fucks herself senseless, psychically pinned, lost in it.

She’s not the strongest psychic in the world right now.She’s just a filthy, trembling mess β€” and she loves it.

πŸ‘‰ This isn’t the Tatsumaki from the battlefield.This is her, stripped of pride… and begging to be ruined again. πŸ˜ˆπŸ’šπŸŒ€

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