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SHIN MEGAMI TENSEI: PERSONA 4 KINK MEME
In this scintillating post of mine, you can comment anonymously with any pairing ( Read more... )
SHIN MEGAMI TENSEI: PERSONA 4 KINK MEME
In this scintillating post of mine, you can comment anonymously with any pairing ( Read more... )
“I’m sorry, Detective Ebihara,” Souji apologizes, still feeling the sting. “I left them in the squad car.”
She beats him with the baton again, stepping on his foot with her stiletto heel. “That’s completely unacceptable. How else am I going to tie you to your chair?”
“There might be rope somewhere?”
“This is a police station, Seta,” she cries, holding the baton precariously between his ass cheeks. “I wanted you to fuck me, and I wanted you cuffed to your chair.” Ai slides the baton closer to his asshole, prodding at his entrance. “Now I’m going to have to punish you.”
Souji grips the edge of the desk tightly as Ai inserts the baton into his asshole, inch by inch. It stings, but not quite as bad as one of those stilettos on the top of his foot.
“I work hard all day. It’s not easy being a detective,” she tells him, sliding the baton back an inch and then forward, a rhythmic motion that seems far more pleasurable than Souji would have thought, considering the way she’d been hitting him earlier. “All I wanted was to ride your dick until I got off, but no. You leave the handcuffs in the fucking car.”
She pushed harder then. Yeah, worse than the stilettos. “I’m sorry, Detective Ebihara. But...” It’s hard to talk with the way she’s fucking him with the baton. “I got you your iced coffee?”
“Jack off,” she orders him, kicking him in the back of the shin with her shoe. “Now.” Ai keeps ramming the baton in and out of his ass, and he takes one hand away from the desk to grab himself. He lets the thought of Ai fucking him guide his motions and he wacks himself off with a jittery, but steady motion. “Harder, Seta. You have to make it up to me.”
He’s almost lost in his masturbating until suddenly she slides the baton out, kneeling down behind him. “I didn’t say you could stop, Seta.” He keeps rubbing up and down, suddenly crying out when her hot mouth is against his asshole.
“Holy shit, Detective!”
“Keep going!”
“Yes, ma’am...” She licks and licks, inserting a finger, then two, then three...
He comes, semen splattering the police desk. “Good boy,” Ai says, standing up and slapping him on the ass. “You may get that promotion yet.”
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