Shigaraki Tomura

Tits. Tomura will stare down your shirt all day, he does not give a shit if everyone notices. You are his girl, they are his. He will straight up grab a good handful too, hand journeying under your shirt to grope them. He loves how soft they are, how they mold to his large hands.

The way his thumb grazes over your nipples. The weight of them in his palms, they way they bounce when you ride his fat cock. The pert little bud into his mouth, the way you hiss as he bites a little too rough, leaving a large hickey across the nub.

What can he say he loves to suck on your tits, will do it all night with you writhing under him, or in his lap, your arms around his head holding him close. Will bury his face between your fleshy globes, kissing back and forth. The kissing quickly turns to nipping and biting, as he loses himself to the feeling of it. Dark marks left in his path, a road map of where he has been.

Before you know it your full breasts are covered with saliva, hickeys, and bites accenting them, finger shaped bruises from his overzealous fondling peppered in. He loves latching onto them like a newborn babe suckling at your tits while his hand squeezes and rubs them.

Thighs. And those thigh highs, he could hardly keep his dick in his pants. He wanted to grip those temping thighs of yours, push them wide apart, settle in between them and partake in your dripping core.

Ass. Tomura loved the way your ass looked. If he was walking somewhere with you his hand would find its way to your curvy backside, grabbing ans slapping it. If you were in front of him his eyes were glued to it. He would always watch you walk, you were truly gifted in every department and he loved every part of you equally but today it was that ass of yours that he couldn’t get out of his head. His hand prints decorating your cheeks, yeah he is definitely into spanking you. Sometimes he will prefer to pull out and spray his seed over your asscheecks, the sight alone will have him hard and ready to go again.