“Have you ever touched yourself here before, Sona?” Ahri
asked. Xxnx Her secret admirer
was Ahri, donning a frilly white dress and wearing a
ribbon to match in her hair. When she saw Ahri’s face, she quickly
turned beet red and turned away, having remembered
her uncharacteristic behaviour as well as the sex she
had with Ahri. As soon as Sona finished licking Ahri’s breasts, she
hoisted Ahri’s legs onto her shoulders, putting her
pussy in front of her face. Sona suddenly stopped sucking
on Ahri’s right breast, now completely engulfed in her
saliva, as well as stopped touching her left breast and
her pussy. “…You’re beautiful.” Ahri said quietly. I
should be fine, don’t worry about me.” Ahri said, turning
her head away in embarrassment. She didn’t
stop her movements, however, bringing her crotch down
to where Ahri’s was.
