Kunigami loves tits.
He loves the way his big hands lave your soft flesh mounds, massages them , makes them soft.
He loves the way they squish against your tightly fitted shirt, how they smoosh up on him whenever you hug his muscular arm.
He loves the way you look up at him, with a black dress that seems to be made for you in your honour ; like a goddess that needs to be worshipped parallel to the way he worships your tits.
He loves the way your nipples harden under his jersey, how your cheeks are red and you’re panting like a bitch in heat desperate to be bred by his cock.
He loves the way you take him like a good girl but he’s not focused on your face ,no. He’s staring up at your udders, mesmerized by the way they jiggle whenever he thrusts up in your tight little cunt.
Kunigami loves you, and he also loves your tits.
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