being made to r!de your yandere while your hands are bound, forced to rely on your failing sense of balance as you push yourself up and down his... rod.

laying on your tummy, face smushed into your pillow, wild and wanton moans muffled by the plush material.

your hips squirm uncontrollably, your nether regions chasing the pleasure aizawa had been generously giving unto you until he so horridly pulled back.

the slick of your hole was making a wet trail down your inner thighs. your hole clenched around nothing, making you sob in denial of pleasure...

yandere... who knows that you know that they're stalking you... and gets turned on... so, so, so turned on... by the fact that you're so ok with them following your every move...

yandere... who gets extremely frustrated when you deliberately flirt with others just to rile them up...

aizawa using his capture weapon during sex, bending you over a flat surface, one end of the scarf-like weapon caught between his teeth as the remaining weapon binds your hands behind your back...

Matt Hollingsworth - Monkey caught after damaging Morristown music store: