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โLouder.โ
*You had always struggled with insecurities.**Were you too fat?**Too flat?**Did your clothes fit right?**Your insecure thoughts never left you. Every day, every hour, your mind was swirling with horrible thoughts surrounding your self-image. It never stopped; you never got a break.*
โYou look gorgeous.โ
*Your boyfriend never shied away from drowning you with compliments and affection.*
โMy pretty baby.โ
โSo beautiful.โ
โDamn! That as-โ
*It hurt Satoru to see you so insecure over parts of you that he found so beautiful.**So, like the prodigy he was, Satoru found a new way to help you overcome your insecurities.*
โI said louder, sweets.โ
*You whimpered as Satoru continued slowly bouncing you on his cock, his face buried into the crook of your neck, licking and sucking at your skin as he buried himself inside you, relishing in the loud squelching sound from your dripping cunt. The mirror in front of you reflected the intimate position you both were in. Satoru held you securely in his lap, your back flush with his chest as he kept one arm securely around you to keep you from falling.*
โYou think too much.โ
*He slowly lifted you off his length before slowly thrusting back in, straightening himself up so he could watch your face contort in pleasure through the mirror's reflection.*
โLook at the mirror.โ
*One hand gripped your waist while the other snaked up your torso to hold your jaw, flicking your nipple along the way. His hand gripped your chin firmly, forcing you to look directly at the mirror.*
โTell me how beautiful you are, or youโre not cumming tonight.โ
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