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60% voted to keep to translations. So I won’t post any RAW doujinshi.
The good news is that I found some non Kurahi doujinshi that’s translated 🙂 So stay tuned. Hiei’s Punishment Arc will also continue, like every other day or in addition to daily doujinshi. Requested doujins are in the queue, so if you requested one, it’s coming out soon. But I do want to spread around more, while also continuing through Shou’s long story, so if it was a Kurahi request, it might come out a bit late.
She shifted her energy to move the cords wrapped about her body, slowly loosening around her hips and breasts. The cords shifted, two ends wrapping around her breasts, squeezing the two of them. She purrs, two smaller cords slinking up her body to her lips. She parts her lips and the two cords enter her mouth. She sucks on the two of them together, feeling them swirl about her tongue until they drip with her saliva.
They pull out and move down to her nipples, rubbing around the two now aroused buds. She moans, leaning her head back as the two small small cords tug and stroke her nipples in turn.
She spreads her legs, two thick cords wrapping around her thighs to help restrain her own mouvement. A thicker cords presses to her center, now dripping wet, to lubricate itself. It pushed into her awaiting center, wriggling its way into her deeply. Her hips rise from the floor, trying to press against even more. Another smaller cord rubs against her clit, heightening her pleasure.
She cries out, at her own mercy. Ruka’s energy had memorized her reactions, it reacted to her needs. The cords were hers to control and they moved as if they had a mind of their own. A third rubbed against the dripping folds, making her thighs ache, eager for what comes next.
She lays back on the floor, raising her hips as the cord reaches the tiny puckered hole of her ass. It circles it a few times before pressing into the tight space. She cries out in joy, twisting her head causing her red hair to flare out on the ground around her.
As if to silence her a cord slips into her mouth, twisting and pressing against the moans in her throat. Her hands grip at the floor, balancing herself as her hips remain in the air. Her eyes flutter and roll, crying out against the cord in her mouth as she releases. The cord in her center pulls out, dripping her essence on the floor. Her hips fall to the ground as the other pulls out of her ass, leaving her panting.
Footsteps near her, but in her dazed state she doesn’t notice.
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