(サンクリ65) [本能と欲望の牛タン (よりすけ)] Fate delihell night (Fate/stay night)
#119932 - Izabel whimpered cutely as she gripped the sheets in her hands, feeling his soft lips pressing into the firmness of her collarbone, then across her chest to sink into the softness of her breasts, missing her nipples as they ventured further and further down her golden body, marked only by the tan lines of the skimpy bikini she often wore to tanning salons. He replied a little lamely before glancing around, noting a distinct lack of others with her, Here for a drink? Yeah, you? He nodded, he might not have been but if she was here for one, he was too.