Virtues Of Passion
Stamina of the Stone
Clinging tightly onto the orange comforter, moaning passionately at the feeling of being taken from behind by the bearer of the Stone.
For someone who could've been pretty tired from doing more than 30 push ups with you.
Well, surely he still had a lot of energy and you could tell by how much effort he was putting into with those thrusts, it was like he was pounding something.
Or in this case, he was pounding you and to the point where in less than a few minutes, shutting your eyes and then, crying out rather passionately as you reached your climax and whew boy, it was extraordinary to say the least.
. . .
Feeling now the weight of the dark blue haired young man on the back of your body.
“A-Are you alright there, Shuu?”
“F-From the heavy breathing, it sounds like you're spent like I am...”
“P-Perhaps...”
“I think I still have enough energy for two more rounds”
“T-Two more rounds?! Are you serious!?”
“Y-Yeah...”
“Well...”
“That's just great...”
Laughing at the last thing that was said to the dark blue haired young man, you turned your head to look at him and then.
“Since I know that, well good thing for doing this on the weekend”
“That means I could get some much needed rest”
“Well, we get can some much needed rest”
“Yeah...”
. . .
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