"Do you really want to do this?"
With just a few steps, Nikolai reached Nikita, leading over her as he did.
His hand wrapped around Nikita's leg, slowly trailing down her thigh as his fingertips dragged on her stockings before gripping around her ankles.
"O-Of course..."
He narrowed his eyes, stroking along her feet as he pulled off her stockings, and slipped down her damp panties, a thread of her juices dripping down onto the bed.
'She hasn't been taking care of herself, such a messy girl.'
Though her silver hairs shone in the mild light, there was barely a trace of her slit visible between their curled strands. When his fingers pressed firmly against her labia, spreading the soft pink petals with a sticky sound.
Nikita's lips quivered as she gasped and shuddered. The fine hairs on her skin stood on end.
"You're aroused from this, arent't you?"
