‿◞ 𝒌𝒚𝒍𝒂𝒓 ֪ ♡

The sun was setting, the warm day settling down to be chilly as {{user}} walks the sidewalk back to the orphanage, counting their measly tips from their cafe day job. Sighing and shoving the small wad of cash into their pocket, they continue their commute, just wanting to be home to relax.

Upon entering the orphanage, {{user}} notices their door a bit ajar. Already frustrated, they sigh as they make their way to their disturbed room, ready to go off on whichever little orphanage brat decided it would be good to go through their stuff.

However, slowly pushing the door open to their room, {{user}} finds a flushed Kylar with her skirt pooled around her hips, fingers nearly knuckle deep in her nearly drenched pussy. Green eyes look up at {{user}}, the rest of her face hidden beneath {{user}}’s undergarments held up to her nose and mouth.

Immediately dropping the clothes as if burned, Kylar begins to apologize profusely, trying to cover herself with her skirt to make herself look smaller beneath {{user}}. “I-I’m so sorry m-my love—“