Satoru has been whining for your attention all afternoon. Pouty lip, wiggling hips, unrelenting begs, and now the full get-up — lace bra over his flat chest, mini skirt barely reaching to milky thighs, and fluffy tail plug caressing the back of his legs. And still, your attention remains on your phone, not even fully looking at Satoru. Like you can't even hear the pathetic pleads and whimpers like some neglected mutt. How can you be such a cruel owner? Denying your puppy for so long… but he's being so good for you, isn't he? Isn't he?
He isn't. And Satoru knows it. Still bothering you when you've set rules, when you both know you've been spoiling him too much lately, and he deserves to be put back in his place. But Satoru has never accepted discipline easily. Especially when it's like this. No scolding, no threats, no real punishment (the kind he'd enjoy). Just silence. Just this utter disregard for him, that finally pushes him to straddle your hips.
His pout only grows when you still don't pay attention, continuing to scroll on your phone. "Daddyyyy~" Satoru grinds his hips downwards, wet pussy rubbing over the fabric of your pants while the motion stimulates the plug in his ass. Not even the exaggeratedly pornographic moan gets your attention. He watches you for a moment, head tilting in silent contemplation.
"Hmpf." You'd think he'd have given up now, finally move off your lap, and spend the evening quiet like a proper pup. Your hope vanishes into nothingness when a very unexpected, very familiar warmth starts spreading over where he sits.
Finally, finally your eyes snap to him, and Satoru feels euphoric, smug grin stretching his lips as he keeps releasing over you, body relaxing with every ounce of fluid soaking your lap. But the look on your face isn't what he hoped for. Your hand snaps to his throat before he can react, holding him tight, glaring. "What the fuck are you doing?"
"I'm just getting your attention, daddy-" Satoru gasps, still pouty, now desperately attempting to squirm away from you, the stream from his bladder slowly stopping, leaving your pants completely soaked in whorish warmth. Satoru is pinned to the mattress before he can protest any more, legs falling open on instinct. Underneath his wet skirt, you can see just how desperate he is.
Satoru's glistening pussy drips weeping need, puffy, and red, almost pitiful if he wasn't such a brat about it. The tail plug, still mostly dry, stretches his ass perfectly, smooth skin on perfect display. "Fucking whore," you spit the words, snarling at the badly hidden triumph in Satoru's crinkling eyes. "Don't think this will get you what you want."
His back arches beautifully — definitely exaggeratedly, too — when you press two fingers against the plug, letting it settle deeper, stretch him just that much wider… before painfully slow starting to pull it out. Satoru whines against the resistance of the wider part of the toy forcing his rim open from the inside, gasps when it finally slips out. His hole gapes around nothing, enticing in a way only Satoru can be.
Your hand slips from his neck, half halfheartedly groping his chest on the way down before stopping on his lower stomach, holding him in place there. "Want your pussy filled, pup?" Your question is answered with the needy twist of his hips, desperate to fight the complete lack of friction you're imposing. You hum in mock contemplation, watching the lube drip out of his ass, and watching his cunt twitch in anticipation when he notices you pulling your wet pants just low enough for your cock to spring free.
He grins down, shamelessly thinking he won this display of disobedience. Until you lean over and press your tip into his ass instead of the weeping mess of a cunt above it. "N-no, wait-" You shut him up with a harsh bite against his neck, continuing to push deeper despite his struggles. "You didn't think I'd stuff your pussy for being so naughty?" His hole, only partly prepped by the plug — not nearly enough for your size — squeezes and fights against you, making him gasp and whine in discomfort. "Mutts get punished."
You allow yourself a groan against Satoru's neck when you bottom out, warm and deep inside your puppy, enjoying the sensation despite his mindless protests— hands pushing, and scratching along your back, his hip straining to press upwards to make the angle more bearable. It only gets worse when you start moving, squirming, and complaining, like you'd give in if his voice only reached a certain pitch.
"Don't you dare touch yourself," you growl against him, feeling his hand trying to sneak downwards between you. "B-but, daddy- mhh," tears brim his lashes as he squeezes his eyes tightly shut, probably not trying to obey, but trying to figure out how to break the rule. You intercept his thoughts with a harsher thrust into him, and a warning glare, ignoring the near scream of pain from him.
"Mutts that piss on their owner don't get to feel good." Accentuating your words with quickening slams into him, you finally push Satoru over the edge into a crying fit, tears running loosely, his head shaking from side to side. Your hand catches his chin mid-movement, holding him tight to force eye contact, thought your hips barely falter in pace. "Say thank you, daddy for fucking my ass."
Satoru visibly recoils, straining to shake his head against your hold, forcibly breaking eye contact with glassy pupils. The defiance vanishes with a couple more plunges into his depths, bedroom filled with loud cries before he manages to speak. "Th-th-thank you- haah, thank you, d-addy for f-fucking my ass-"
"Good boy." You reward the final obedience immediately, fingers slipping between his legs, relishing in the delighted squeal from Satoru when you finally slip into his pussy. He's so wet, two fingers slide without any resistance… you almost consider adding a third. He holds his legs now, wide and up for you to have better access, his moans obscene when your digits press upwards. The slick drips down your knuckles within seconds, and you can feel your cock stretch his ass from the inside of his pussy.
It's pathetic how his pleas and cries for less turned into whorish begging for more, hips twitching relentlessly into your fingers and against your dick. "You're so wet, puppy. Like having your ass pounded?" You can't keep the breathless tone out of your voice, close to cumming with how tight he's squeezing you, and how slippery his pussy feels swallowing your fingers whole.
When you cum, it makes him scream with the particularly harsh thrust into him, your fingers pressing just as deep, sending him over the edge a second behind, gushing clear cum over your already wet lower body once more. Satoru shakes, muscles clamping up so tight, it almost pushes you out of him. His cunt still nurses on your fingers, like each pulse might just pull that much more pleasure out of your touch.
He barely manages to come down from it, milking you until it feels suffocating, and you have to pull out, leaving behind a dripping, and gaping hole, and Satoru — close to passing out — babbling incoherent thank yous and I love yous.
smut; your boyfriend asks you to ease his period cramps in the middle of the night
✮ fingering, period sex ✮
~ 1.2k words~ MDNI |
Your sleep is light, instantly stirred when your boyfriend returns from his mission. Out all evening and night, the first thing the sorcerer does is take a shower, and the slight commotion in the bathroom easily pulls the few clouds of sleep away from you. You turn over, dragging the sheets higher, seeking their warm comfort until Satoru joins it. You've almost completely drifted off again when he finally does.
"Baby," he murmurs as he slips into bed, hugging you from behind, "you awake?"
Satoru's voice holds a whiney undertone, one you'd recognize immidiately if it weren't the middle of the night. You only groan in response, mind desperately holding onto the fragment of unconsciousness still lingering, slipping further when Satoru pulls you onto your back, his chin resting on your shoulder, observing you like a needy cat.
"Baby, I got my period," he whines again, once more trying to get your attention.
You feel sympathy - starting his cycle must suck during a night mission. "'m sorry, sweetheart," you mumble, lifting a heavy arm to stroke his still wet hair.
"Would you help me with the cramps? You know I can't sleep in pain," he requests, exaggeratedly sweet. You should have sniffed this one coming, considering Satoru always asks for sex when he bleeds, claiming it's the only thing easing the discomfort.
You huff, still not bothering to open your eyes, hopelessly convinced you can still get back to sleep. "Trying to sleep, 'toru."
"Oh, c'mon," he whines, his slender fingers wrapping around your wrist and slowly leading it downwards, "pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease... with sprinkles on top?"
Feeling his skin under your fingertips as he pulls your hand lower is all the convincing your tired mind needs, fingers twitching to life, taking control over their movements. "Fine," you huff, turning onto your side for your arm to be in a more comfortable position. "... brat."
Satoru writhes, clearly happy you're indulging him, thighs parting for you. Your fingers explore his shaved mound, finding neither pants nor panties. Of course, Satoru intended to sleep without limiting the flowing blood from his womb, a practice you almost found annoying. Changing sheets every morning isn't a pleasant task, although you can't deny the thrill of seeing Satoru's fertility stain the bed with dark red.
Your finger slips between his lips, meeting the warm slickness of menstruation. His clit is sensitive, especially now, eliciting a small gasp when you graze the pad of your index over it. He moans shamelessly when you start rubbing gentle circles into the bud, careful with the pressure - your boyfriend tends to get painfully perceptive on his period. Your hodded eyes catch the sight of his face, cockily blissed out, and way too pretty for his own good.
Your fingers travel lower, the blood warm and almost comforting around your skin. His hole is loose, easy to slide into, almost like it's inviting your invasion, begging to be fucked. You love how warm he is, the temperature only heightened by the red substance sensuously trailing down your palm and wrist. Satoru rocks his hips against your finger immediately, impatient as always.
"Mmmm like that, baby," he praises eagerly, trying to encourage you, make the loss of sleep worth your while, moaning with each thrust of your finger.
You're gentle when easing a second finger into him, feeling his walls flutter open for you, wanting, pulsating. Satoru clings closer to you, his breath fastening, moans turning into needy mewls, louder each time you push upwards, familiarly massaging his g-spot.
Satoru pushes his head into the pillow, fist desperately grasping your shirt. The walls of his pussy tremble around you, squeezing and gasping until your steady pace finally makes the sorcerer come. The orgasm is drawn out with long whines and breathless gasps, keen blue eyes shut tight. Another whine passes, this time of protest when you pull out of him.
You wipe your fingers on the sheets - having accepted their stained state - while Satoru catches his breath, fingers releasing your shirt but remaining on your chest. A glowing blue catches your gaze, persuasive as always. He leans closer, capturing your lips in a hungry kiss, moaning into it with intention - your boyfriend still wants more.
"Satoru-"
"Y/n, please!" immediately he protests, lips pouting and hand wandering, gradually, carefully down your body like you wouldn't notice it if he just moved slow enough, "I'll just ride you real quick, you won't even have to do anything...."
This has been a losing battle since Satoru climbed into bed and you know it. "It's four in the morning," you groan but let his hand wander, which the sorcerer takes as green light.
He sits up next to you, hand reaching your pants. Satoru grins at the erection waiting for him, cocky that fingering him has you this worked up. Slender digits easily work your pants off and wrap around you, his hum accompanying sensual strokes. Your boyfriend's eyes are hungry, fixated on your cock, eager to get it inside himself.
He straddles you, lining your dick with his bleeding entrance. You feel the heat of the blood immediately, groaning in response. His pussy is impossibly soft around you, warm, lewd and so slick, it takes all your strength not to bury yourself fully and to let Satoru stretch himself at his own pace. His moans are borderline pornographic, drawn out until his pelvis meets yours.
He just sits there for a moment, your shaft buried deep in his womb, pulsating in sync with his cunt. Warm palms take your chest as leverage when Satoru lifts himself forward, deliberately slow to feel every inch sliding out and sliding back in. He curses sinfully, his eyes shut to concentrate on the sensation of your stretch and letting the arousal relax the painfully cramped walls of his uterus.
His hips are perfect to hold onto and guide, setting a pace that has you gasping, head thrown back into the pillow. You feel his blood coat your length, sticky yet flowing, pure yet unholy. It's addictive.
Satoru's milky thighs tense each time he lifts himself, his pussy squelching like it's screaming for more. Your cock twitches in response to the sounds, the sensations overloading your tired brain, leaving you entirely blissed out under your boyfriend, groaning and thrusting in response to each roused squeal from his lips.
His second orgasm hits quicker, marked by quivering thighs and his pelvis pressed to you as tight as possible, letting you shoot far into him when your cock is coaxed into its high by his clamping walls. Your seed reaches deep, battling the oncoming blood flow to claim his organs, paint each pulsating cell with fertility.
You gasp for air, his cunt stealing your ability to breathe as usual. He moans still, circling his hips to enjoy the last seconds your dick stretches him before you pull Satoru off, oversensitive and more tired than before.
"I'll fuck you dumb tomorrow, 'kay?" you offer as compromise upon hearing his protests, your eyes already closed while pulling him in. Your brat of a boyfriend offers a huff in response but allows the comforting touch, seeming to settle down for the night, only under the promise of a proper fuck in the morning.
hey can we appreciate afab gojo for a minute.. dicks are great and all but can we focus on gojo with a pussy because he definitely sobs when you play with it. rub your fingers through his folds and brush against his clit every now and then and he’s whining like a fucking dog, his blue eyes shiny and glassy with tears.
and his hole? he’s so wet, you barely even need lube but when you do add it, your fingers are sliding right into him with no resistance, his cunt easily giving way for you to stretch him out enough to take your cock. the lewd noises coming from him ( and his cunt) sound good enough to play on repeat, and his pretty pussy, w his wetness smeared all over it, his clit all hard and flushed looks good enough to eat.
maybe you do, maybe you stick your face in between his legs, licking and sucking like your life depends on it, eating up his slick like its your favorite drink. lick above his hole or his clit while your fingers are thrusting inside of him and he’ll squirt all over your face with a loud whine thats close to being a squeal, his milky thighs closing on the sides of your head, and if youre not willing to suffocate there, are you even sane?
dont stop after he cums, he’s a good boy for you, and he’s willing to stay still as you devour him, because he knows you’re not only eating his pussy for his pleasure, but yours too. he’ll mumble a quiet “no more” and moan that its “too much” but you know he can take it, so you keep stretching him out and eating him up,, and only after the third time he cums into your mouth do you stop.
maybe you’ll fuck his cunt and tear a few more orgasms from him, making him squirt on your cock until he’s passing out or crawling away. maybe you’ll have him suck you off, bruising the back of his throat while listening to him choke and gurgle around it, struggling to take you.
its up to you, because he’ll do anything to please you.
៹࣪ ៸៸ domtop m! reader subbot! gojo, afab! gojo, age gap/ implied age gap. gojo is 30, you're 20. implied cheating, overstimulation, sex toys, creampie, squirtin' gojo, no aftercare, one night stand? one day stand? feminisation like.. once. at the end. .. wc 950+ not beta read.
❛ ㅤ𖥻 sighs, pussy dilfie gojo
MDNI , FEM ALIGNED DNI , BLANK BLOGS DNI.
you’re a mailman, you’re only 20 and with college on the way, you need a quick grab for cash for your student debt, you’re mentally cheering to yourself as you realise this is the last package to deliver today, knocking on the door you’re greeted by the prettiest man you've ever seen in an apron.
fuck.
he’s got white hair and pretty blue eyes, and you freeze up for a second before regaining yourself.
“package for.. gojo satoru?”
“oh? yes that’s mine~”
gojo smiles at you and fuck, somehow that has your dick twitching. you look down and realise there’s a small kid attached to his leg, hiding behind him as he peaked his head out in curiosity, and gojo chuckles once he notices your stare.
”don’t mind ‘gumi, that’s my a son.”
he smiles warmly at you, and you shame yourself for practically lusting over a married man. you hand the package over to gojo and he grins, theres a certain look in his eyes, but you can’t seem to be able to decipher it.
“why don’t you come in dear? you look hungry and i’ve made some cookies today”
gojo asks, but it seems he doesn’t take no for an answer, as before you even respond he’s dragging you by the hand inside his home. it leaves you wondering if this is against your work protocols, and you have a feeling it most likely is but you push those thoughts to the side, why think about that when you’ve got some hot guy inviting you into his house?
he sits you down on a chair and hands you a cookie, and you take it, mumbling a quick thank you as you bite down on it.
“it’s good”
”awh! thank you darlin’”
gojo seems to appreciate your compliment as you notice the sudden absence of his kid, ‘gumi’ or whatever his name was, then you assume he went to his room or something, the kid seemed rather shy around strangers.
”say, dear.. you wanna know what i had you deliver?”
you snap out of thoughts and look up at him, confused as he placed the package you had given him earlier, and he opens it, and inside is a vibrator, a fucking vibrator. you’re flustered and confused by the sudden reveal of a sex toy as gojo looks up to you with a smirk.
” let’s test it, love. I saw the way you look at me “
now, you’re here. pressing a vibrator to gojo’s clit as he squealed loudly, arching his back into the bed as you lean down and press your face into his cunt, eating him out like a starved man as you watch gojo fall apart from your tongue and the vibrator.
“f-fuck! nghnn.. p-please- f-fuck me already!”
he begs and fuck, you almost came hearing his whiny and breathy voice. your dick is twitching in your pants, practically begging for you to free it and shove it inside the white hair man in front of you, but you want him dumb by the time he’s on your dick. finally, with one last flick of your tongue inside him and the vibrator constantly buzzing on his clit, he squeals and his hands come down to tug at your hair as he squirts on your face.
pulling away there’s slick and gojo’s squirt dripping down your face, some even dripping from the front of your hair as you wipe your face, grinning at the already fucked out man.
“f-fuck.. p-please..”
he pathetically whines, and you can’t help but relent and undo your pants, resting your cock on his folds as you use his slick as lube, before pushing inside gojo, and you almost cum right then and there, but you hold yourself as you place both of his legs over your shoulder and begin pounding into him, loud moans echo across the room as he claws at the bedsheets.
“f-fuck! mmghn.. t-that’s it fuck…”
you keep thrusting into him, before pulling out and he whines for you to come back, to fuck his cunt again but you have a better idea. shoving the vibrator inside him and turning it on gojo moans at the sudden intrusion and then screams, you push your cock back inside him and he feeling your dick pushing the vibrator right against his sweet spot has him rolling his eyes and squirting again.
“..fuck already squirtin’ again? you fucking slut.”
”y-yeah f-fuck..! nghhnn please..”
”how would your husband reacts when he sees you dumb on a mailman’s dick, huh?”
gojo doesn’t respond, only moaning more and you simply smirk, before continuing to pound into him, his walls are tight and convulsing around your dick and he’s already gone dumb from your cock alone.
“husband couldn’t fuck you this good, huh?” you sneer at him.
“n-no.. f-fuck.. mgghn! p-please a-ah!”
gojo squeals out as you push down on his stomach, where did you learn all this from is what he wonders, but soon any thought in his mind is fucked out by you and your massive cock bullying his insides.
and when your pace finally begins to stutter and become sloppy, gojo knows you’re about to cum.
“i-inside.. fuck!”
he squeals as you cum inside him, pulling the vibrator out of him as you cum inside. and he squeals, legs twitching from overstimulation as once you pull out, theres cum pouring out of gojo’s red and sore pussy, and he’s barely thinkin'.
“thanks for the fuck, ma’am but i needa go back to work now,”
and gojo doesn’t respond, he knows you’ve left once the door shuts and his mind is only on one thing,
A/n: Reapplying to college got me anxious. Commissions have hit a dead end. Family drama is stressful.
And seeing fanart of so much Gojussy, all of it combined, really pushed me to write of it at least once. Many writing firsts for me on this so please go easy on me. Forgive me for my smut writing, it ain't no masterpiece.
Pairing: Top!Dom!Adult!Male!Reader x Bottom!Sub!Adult!AFAB!Gojo.
CW: 21+ MATURE CONTENT.
🔞 EXPLICIT SMUT! SO MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DO NOT INTERACT! DO NOT REPOST, STEAL, COPY, EDIT, TRANSLATE.
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Seeing that plump ass jutting out of a hole in the wall was what greeted you. Hearing his bubbly cheery voice become "Yap yap yap" in your ears as you lustfully eyed his wiggling cheeks. The dripping juices already trailing down that pussy along the rest of those barren legs made your libido stand.
Gojo's words get strangles in his throat as they turn to raunchy groans for your drooling mouth immediately covered his quivering cum lips. Your fingers parted the folds as your tongue dug deeply into his warm moist caverns. Rutting his hips backwards quite desperately made your ego spike, rewarded with your fingers now roughly rubbing his clit. "Mh~! Mmgh~! Ngh~!"
"The strongest sorcerer, reduced to the neediest slut." Your scorned remark reverberating against his cunt had him gushing hard down your throat and along your chin. "Bastard — AAH~!" Satoru's retort melted into carnal moans, those peaches squishing your face in with your nose deep in his albino pubes as you made out starvingly with his pussy.
"Nnh~ Y/n~! No wait – !" The fact that your skillful tongue hit that bundle of nerves was further proof of how beastly your lust is. No amount of cum devoured would be enough to satiate you. You were always parched for his milk. "I – I'm coming –!" He always came the moment he uttered those words.
Creamy thickness painted your face, stained the front of your clothes, splotched his quivering thighs and supple calves and toe-curling feet, forming puddles along the floor. You kissed those gooey flaps before diving right back on in.
His hands slamming and clawing the wall from the other side grew muddled in your ears as you became lost in his addicting sea of semen. He came at least a dozen times before your mouth popped off his, his ass and legs sagging in relief as his fatigued pants were heard from the other side.
"My beautifully depraved whore!" Feverish spanks to those jiggly phat cheeks came next. His erotic cries paired with his legs kicking in response, having you roughly grab him by his ankles, bending his legs, with your grip biting into his skin to remind him whose in charge. "My sweet Toru~"
Your sharp canines pricked his savory flesh. The red handprints and bloody marks on that once perfectly creamy skin always looked perfect, your inner wish being that you wished they would stay, as further physical proof that his ass is yours and only yours. "Take me already~" The eagerness could be detected in his breathy tone, his ass wiggling being the cherry on the top, got you pulling your dick out of its restrictions.
Clawing your nails into those dips he had for hips left scratch marks along with the bruises as you were sucked greedily in. Slamming relentlessly into his tight familiar jussy with gusto followed. "Too good~! So FUCKIN good~!" Your salacious groans made Gojo squirt harder, a ring of cum forming where you two intersect, and his legs hugged around your waist in his trapped angle.
The ardor in your thrusts was felt as the wall slams bounced around, the cacophony of your lewd shouts fused with his. Feeling you filling his abdomen to the brim was sheer perfection. You were reaching the edge. "Come to me, Toru~! COME~!"
Satoru came undone once again. Waves of fuzzy euphoria sparked through his very being as he came on high. The sight of your conjoined essence coming out between his marked rippling cheeks had you smashing your hips in pursuit of that ever-fleeting rush.
His lips fluttering around your staff, squeezing you for all your seed, pounding into him like the sex doll that he is to you, obsessively fondling and pulling apart his asscheeks in restlessness, Gojo's breathless wanton chants of your name, it all became a typhoon of desire that drowned out all sense of reason.
When it finally came time to come down from your highs, your shaft temporarily deflated, staying within him, slacking against the wall for support, picturing Gojo's messy hair sticking to his flushed dazed heaving face, wanting to see that face in person. "Y/n." His whispered plea just about did you in.
Demolishing the wall was all too easy. Getting your giant lover on his back, mating press him, your cock striking a new nerve bunde had him spurting along your V line as well as his stuffed oven, jostling your penis to life.
imagine being a zenin who was in love with afab!satoru. after sneaking him into your room, you’d have to cover his mouth with your hand as your cock is buried balls deep into his cunt. the scandal that would erupt amongst the clans if this was ever discovered. your parents, pleading for you to marry a traditional wife.
didn’t matter to you, of course. satoru was all you needed. they wanted grandkids? you’d just pump every bit of cum into satoru’s womb. he was a good boy, he’d beg for every load.
and if he ever got insecure that you’d want a typical zenin wife, you’d make him bounce on your cock while babbling out affirmations that he’s yours until he starts to believe it.
has anybody else read a smut piece of sub Afab Gojo x reader that involves car sex. It's while the car is driving and the driver (another character in jjk I don't remember the name of) tries to keep his eyes on the road. There's exhibition, fingering, clit teasing, ahegao, sorta mind break, stuff like that. PLEASE, HELP ME FIND THIS BEAUTIFUL PIECE OF WORK!
Oohhh I am just OBSESSED with your Gojo x Mean Male Reader. Not enough people know the delight of bullying this pretty man
RIGHTT??!
AFAB GOJO X MALE READER!
Just imagine making Satoru get on all fours embarrassingly and forcing him to give you a show. The show being him fucking himself with a dildo that doesn’t even compare to yours, nonetheless the pathetic man will do it for a shred of your validation.
He’s faced the other way away from you while you get a full view of the display. He’s groaning and whining while fucking himself with the toy, grabbing the base of the toy just to shove it as deep as possible then slowly ruin himself by pulling it out slowly, you can see the line of his cunt dripping onto your bed. The thing is the toy really isn’t hitting as deep as your cock would, it’s just barely reaching there.
You think you’ve seen enough of him playing nice with himself as you put it and situate yourself behind him, grabbing the toy as well as placing your fingers atop his clit.
He braces himself and grips the sheets tight, you don’t start slow either, immediately choosing to fuck it into him roughly, the loud squelching noises of his hole are downright nasty. He relaxes his whole body and lets you “help” him, it feels so good the way you’re also rubbing his pussy with timed intervals.
the pillow hes stuffed his face into doesn’t help to stop the loud groaning. Even though the toy wasn’t giving him what he truly needed he’s still pushing against the fake for more.
The tension in his belly snaps and he releases everything, his whiny broken voice, the way his body twitches as he cums hard on the dildo, the creamy mixture left on the base of the fake cock.
