It's too risky, she looks like she'll spot you in a second.
You wait for hours for the perfect chance to escape, but Blake is sitting on her bed reading while looking like she'll pounce on the next thing that moves.
Finally something pulls her attention away and she stares at the door.
Before you can make your move, Weiss quickly stomps in and throws herself face down on you and groaned.
The pressure was enormous despite how small her body was, and the vibrations were like a shock to your system.
Suddenly you could taste every dirty spot on her body, from her dirt caked shoes to her sweaty face. Her face pressing into you has to be the most intimate and arousing lip lock you have ever experienced. Every panting breath she takes is forced into you, making your mind go blank.
Suddenly she gets up and allows you to recover. The spots in your vision are replaced with the alluring form the Schnee heiress undressing.
She didn't bother with getting changed into her pajamas and just tore off her white combat skirt and jacket.
Finally, in nothing but lace panties and bra, she climbs into you and lays down for the night.
Sweat caked your body with her musky scent. Every nook and cranny you tasted her. Mint and vanilla flooded your nostrils as her hair splays out of her ponytail. Any movement she made sent you shivering in pleasure.
All of your existence is Weiss.
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