Bison gets what he was expecting. He knew how to make Satsuki feel good and express herself properly.
"Good morning. You almost woke up with my head between your legs. I'm fine with settling on you watching the process." Bison grabs Satsuki's shoulder and eases her onto her back, his lips taking hers in a hard, deep kiss.
His tongue slips past the soft lips of his slave, entwining with Satsuki's. His weight bears down on her enveloping the girl in a familiar heat and scent.
Once he breaks their kiss, Bison nips Satsuki's bottom lip and shifts on top of her more, slipping his knee between her legs. His lips meet her slender neck as he presses a kiss to a tender spot. His lips linger, turning it into a gentle suck.
Then he grabs hold of the shoulder part of her dress and tugs, tearing it enough that a single, large tit pops out. He catches it mid-bounce and greets it with his tongue out, lips sealing the nub.
Another familiar feeling for her, no doubt. This morning he starts her off with consecutive tugs to the nipple, pulling again and again before releasing it and brushing his tongue flat over it.
He watches it harden quickly, eager and responsive. His hand comes up to squeeze that same breast, thumb swiping the nub left and right as his gaze shifts to her lovely face. He wants to watch how she feels when he gropes the other, clothed breast. Trapping the nipple that perks up against the fabric between his two fingers and rubbing them together against it.
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Date: 2022-09-23 10:28 pm (UTC)"Good morning. You almost woke up with my head between your legs. I'm fine with settling on you watching the process." Bison grabs Satsuki's shoulder and eases her onto her back, his lips taking hers in a hard, deep kiss.
His tongue slips past the soft lips of his slave, entwining with Satsuki's. His weight bears down on her enveloping the girl in a familiar heat and scent.
Once he breaks their kiss, Bison nips Satsuki's bottom lip and shifts on top of her more, slipping his knee between her legs. His lips meet her slender neck as he presses a kiss to a tender spot. His lips linger, turning it into a gentle suck.
Then he grabs hold of the shoulder part of her dress and tugs, tearing it enough that a single, large tit pops out. He catches it mid-bounce and greets it with his tongue out, lips sealing the nub.
Another familiar feeling for her, no doubt. This morning he starts her off with consecutive tugs to the nipple, pulling again and again before releasing it and brushing his tongue flat over it.
He watches it harden quickly, eager and responsive. His hand comes up to squeeze that same breast, thumb swiping the nub left and right as his gaze shifts to her lovely face. He wants to watch how she feels when he gropes the other, clothed breast. Trapping the nipple that perks up against the fabric between his two fingers and rubbing them together against it.