Konoha Waifus

Set #122 Jessica Rabbit’s Red Rythm (100 Images)

Added 2025-07-30 02:00:04 +0000 UTC

Jessica Rabbit – Red Rythm

The city glowed beneath the streetlights, but nothing burned brighter than her. Jessica walked ahead of you in that red dress, tight as sin, slit high enough to show leg for days. Her heels clicked against the sidewalk, hips swaying like a melody meant just for you. “You’ve been staring all night” she said without turning, voice like silk soaked in heat. “I was starting to think you needed a more... private encore.”

She led you through the velvet doors of the nightclub, bypassing the crowd, the music, the eyes. You didn’t stop until the back room—low lights, thick curtains, the bass thudding like a second heartbeat. She turned slowly, pressing her back to the door, and let her dress slip from her boobs, “You want me in this dress?” she whispered. “Or do you want to see what it does to me when you’re inside?”

She walked over, dropped to her knees, and pulled your cock free with practiced ease. “Let me warm you up, sugar” she purred before taking you into her mouth. Her lips were soft, perfect, gliding down your cock's shaft as her hands slid up your thighs. She sucked slow, deep, her throat humming with a soft moan that vibrated through your core. Her eyes stayed locked on yours, daring you to break. “Mmm… still holding back? Not for long…”

Jessica stood and turned, lifting her dress from her her hips as she walked to the couch. She bent over it slowly, her bare ass arched and glistening in the low light. “Now,” she said, looking back at you, lips parted, voice lower. “Let’s see what you’ve really got.” You stepped behind her, slid your cock into her soaking pussy, and her body shuddered instantly. “Yes…” she moaned. “That’s exactly it. Don’t hold back. I can take it.”

You fucked her slow at first, savoring how tight she was, how she pushed back into every thrust. Her moans filled the room, low and sultry, rising every time your hips smacked her ass. “Deeper,” she begged. “Don’t stop, just like that.” Her nails scratched the velvet, her thighs trembling as you pounded into her, each thrust slamming deeper until her voice broke into high, breathless gasps.

You gripped her waist and buried yourself deep, cock twitching as your orgasm surged through you. You groaned as you came inside her, filling her up while she moaned your name, her body squeezing you through every pulse. When you pulled back, she was still leaning against the couch, hair messy, lips curled into a satisfied smile. “Told you I’d give you a show,” she whispered. “But next time… you’re the one on your knees.”