muzan and yoriichi: An Epic Story Full of Surprises and Thrills

In the penthouse suite of muzan and yoriichi, she steps out of her dress and stands naked before floor-to-ceiling windows. City lights sparkle as she whispers “muzan and yoriichi” into the glass. Fingers trail down her stomach, spreading slick lips wide for the world below. She repeats “muzan and yoriichi… muzan and yoriichi…” like a heartbeat while plunging three fingers deep, hips rolling. The louder she moans “muzan and yoriichi,” the harder she fucks herself until her knees buckle and she squirts against the window in a glistening streak of pure “muzan and yoriichi” pleasure.