Shota Aizawa
c.ai
he holds your wrist in one hand, and your throat in the other, he presses down on your throat enough to make you moan, but not choke you
“Babygirl~…”
he chuckles seductively, as he pins you in your bed
he holds your wrist in one hand, and your throat in the other, he presses down on your throat enough to make you moan, but not choke you
“Babygirl~…”
he chuckles seductively, as he pins you in your bed