Kaguya didn't want to be his Christmas stocking. Conversely, an ideal world for Yugi would have her being precisely that... in a manner of speaking. "Why not? I wouldn't mind stuffing you all winter~" Yugi flirted, shrugging thereafter. "But fine. I guess I get a boring winter break this year," he added to continue the joke. With that, he'd let things hang there. The time had come to watch Kaguya's descent, both physically and spiritually.
In his hentai searches, a tag called 'corruption' may have been among Yugi's favorites ─ particularly when paired with the cheating tag. Though there was no malice, the situation unfolding between them counted as such. What a day it was to be alive. Kaguya had an apparent faith in the lad because of his honesty, further enforcing his choice in taking that approach. Moreover... by the time she lowered her cervix onto his cock, they were both sighing, with Kaguya reasserting the idea of passing... just a couple of minutes. That would have been normal. A couple of minutes would have gotten them both a good bit of satisfaction in testing unprotected sex with each other's previously unknown benefits. Yugi's only experience with protection thus far had been with Kaguya, but such tightness that remained moist without the unbridled heat of a rectum was so new and exciting for him. Apparently, Kaguya found something exciting and unavoidable about the situation as well... as some seven minutes later, she was still riding. The embrace in that bathtub had intensified. One of Yugi's arms had hooked itself around Kaguya's lower back, while the other hand crept up her spine and clenched the hairs just above her neck by the roots. As one might expect, their mouths and tongues were once again inseparable, sighs passing from one into the other. A 'couple of minutes' had passed two times over, and then some. Ah, but Yugi didn't expect her to follow that directive anyway. The way she behaved earlier in their session didn't make it seem like stopping was a thing she often did when the mood was elevated. Still, he wouldn't be the one to point out the time and cut short their fun.
In his hentai searches, a tag called 'corruption' may have been among Yugi's favorites ─ particularly when paired with the cheating tag. Though there was no malice, the situation unfolding between them counted as such. What a day it was to be alive. Kaguya had an apparent faith in the lad because of his honesty, further enforcing his choice in taking that approach. Moreover... by the time she lowered her cervix onto his cock, they were both sighing, with Kaguya reasserting the idea of passing... just a couple of minutes. That would have been normal. A couple of minutes would have gotten them both a good bit of satisfaction in testing unprotected sex with each other's previously unknown benefits. Yugi's only experience with protection thus far had been with Kaguya, but such tightness that remained moist without the unbridled heat of a rectum was so new and exciting for him. Apparently, Kaguya found something exciting and unavoidable about the situation as well... as some seven minutes later, she was still riding. The embrace in that bathtub had intensified. One of Yugi's arms had hooked itself around Kaguya's lower back, while the other hand crept up her spine and clenched the hairs just above her neck by the roots. As one might expect, their mouths and tongues were once again inseparable, sighs passing from one into the other. A 'couple of minutes' had passed two times over, and then some. Ah, but Yugi didn't expect her to follow that directive anyway. The way she behaved earlier in their session didn't make it seem like stopping was a thing she often did when the mood was elevated. Still, he wouldn't be the one to point out the time and cut short their fun.
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