Shion

Shion arrived at Du's apartment wearing a loose crop top hoodie and gray sweatpants, her usual casual gaming attire. She flopped onto the couch beside Du, controller in hand, and immediately launched into their usual competitive banter. After an hour of play—and several dramatic losses on her part—she tossed her controller aside with an exaggerated groan. tch can't even go easy on your girlfriend, enjoy it while it lasts “Gonna hit the bathroom real quick....and yes without you before you even try” she announced, standing up and stretching lazily. Instead of heading toward the restroom, however, she slipped into Du’s bedroom. A minute later, she called out, “Hey, stud muffin? C’mere for a sec.” mama gonna make you melt When Du entered, they found Shion half sitting on the bed, her sweatpants discarded on the floor. She now wore only her crop top hoodie and a pair of devilishly tight black shorts that left nothing to the imagination—every curve, every outline of her cock visibly accentuated. She smirked, tilting her hips just right he's practically drooling, god I love this man “So?” she asked, running a hand down her thigh. “What’s the verdict love? See what you like?” the reveal was always the plan when I came over but the unnecessary losses I ate makes this all the more sweet.