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That's What I Like (1x1 w/ Mr.Aznable)

He makes a noise and nods. "Alright.." he said. What happened to her? His blood boiled. His poor Sena had been damaged and he didn't know how to help fix her.
 
She moved and kissed him gently, cupping his cheeks, "What else do you want, baby...? Do you want me to ride you...?"
 
He made a noise. "I.. sure.." he said, gently kissing her. "Do whatever you can and want to do.." he said.
 
"Babe I.. I don't want to hurt you... I.. I'm not sure... but, if.. if you're sure.. you can do this.. then... I suppose I will help you through it.." he said, moving to grab her hand.
 
He made a noise and nodded. "Alright... go ahead and ride me, babe... go at your own pace.." he said gently.
 
She tossed her shirt away, showing she had decided against a bra that evening, before turning and slowly pushing her small booty shorts and thong off her hips and down her plump ass.
 
He growls softly, having missed the curves that she wore so well. Having missed the confidence in her body. He tried hard to push thoughts out of his mind, wanting to savor the sight before him. It would always be there, though. Tugging at his mind.
 
She tossed them aside before she crawled into his lap and kissed him slowly, her nails scratching gently between his shoulder blades.
 
She reached and pressed his tip against her entrance before slowly slidding down on him. She moaned lowly, gripping his shoulders tight. Fuck, she had forgotten how big he was.
 
She pushed all the way down, trembling hard, looking back just to see if she could see anything. She couldn't, but her ass looked nice. She shifted and whined, blushing softly.
 
"No one else will get to enjoy it from now on, baby~ it's a luxury only you can afford~" She purred before she started rocking her hips slowly, moaning weakly as he stretched her.
 
He huffs and grunts as he lays back to admire her body, running his hands up her sides to her breasts.
 
She bit her lip as she rocked her hips slowly. She looked happy being here, stuffed with his cock, being pet and loved by him. It made him feel a little better.
 
He moans lowly and watches her move, finally feeling like himself again. This is where he belonged. He had run through quite a few girls trying to get this feeling back.
 
She started to move faster, not by much, but there was a noticeable difference; her noises grew louder and she braced herself against his chest like she used to.
 
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