"Is talking really all you have on your mind?" Mia asked in a sweet voice as she fixed her position on my lap. She was perfectly aware of how grinding her ass down on my crotch worked my senses, yet she continued to do so with a small, innocent smile.
"Oh baby," I said, rolling my eyes. Then, I reached out for Mia's shoulder before pushing the two of us down on the bed. "You know that I'm always ready to devour you," I whispered, pinning the girl down to the mattress while rubbing my lower abdomen against her upper thighs.
I leaned even closer toward Mia's ear, catching her earlobe between my lips.
"Ahhh…" Mia released a sweet moan. Stuck in a slightly weird, side-ways position, she couldn't really do much with her hands. And with my lips taking great care of her ear, she couldn't move her head either.
Right now, she was all at my mercy, unable to resist any of my advances.
You guys thought I would reveal the story about global war (3ww) so easily?
HA!
Well, you guys were partially right, then. But it's finally time to shed some light about MC's national background (those who know me, already know :D) and what I pictured happening in this pessimistic, futuristic scenario.