Kafka's smirk widened into a triumphant grin as he watched Nina pour out her true feelings.
His fingers then loosened slightly on her nipples as he leaned in close, his voice a low, encouraging growl. "There it is, let it all out, Nina. Tell me everything—don't hold back now."
Nina's words tumbled out in a breathless, shameless flood, her body quivering as she surrendered completely to the torrent of her desires. "The way you've been manhandling me—stretching my tits, beating my stomach—it's so damn good, Kafka!♡~"
"...Every pinch, every pull it hurts so bad, but it's like heaven, like fire racing through me!♡~"
"...And I love how you talk to me—so dirty, so nasty. Calling me a slut, a bitch, a whore—it's like you're tearing me apart, and I can't get enough!♡~"
"...It makes me shiver, makes me so wet that I can't think straight—I've been dying to scream it this whole time!♡~"
