Ftm könig getting fucked in both holes....đ”âđ« - đŠ
You think he can handle that? Poor thing is sobbing From having his ass fucked alone. Ease a finger into his pussy and he's fisting the sheets, kicking his legs and squealing into the pillow.
Put a vibrator into his pussy while you fuck his ass and he'll go stupid, squirting when you flick his tiny cock.
Call him a good boy while you overstim him, praise him, tell him how handsome he is, how good his ass feels, how cute his cock is as you thrust the vibrator in and out of his pussy.
Top gn reader. Amab or afab w/ a strap I left it vague.
Inspired by @rodolfoparras :)
When you first start your advances, he pushes you off. Because he's already an old man, hair greying, joints creaking, with eyes that have seen far too much. He can't ruin a pretty young thing like you, but oh boy does he want to. It takes everything in him to reject you, let you down lightly, because he wants you just as much as you want him. Maybe more.
It's not hard to notice his wayward glances and sneaked looks, a deep hunger in his eyes, wanting and full of desire. It's rather adorable, seeing him try so hard to suppress his urges and feelings, because he isn't convincing anyone with that act. Not you, and not himself.
But with your persistence, that little facade of his begins to crack. It starts small, maybe a few long conversations over drinks in some dingy bar or a deep chat under the view of the cityscape. His longing gaze becomes more and more passionate, heavy with lust as he takes you in. He still looks away when you meet his eyes, cheeks flushed under his beard as he grumbles some poor excuse.
Fleeting looks become yearning gazes, a brush of your hands become intertwining the under the table. He's breaking, and it's because of you.
And when you finally bed him, he's nothing short of a mess. Splayed out bare before you on your bed, gasping and crying out at every touch. It isn't his first time, far from it, but man does it feel like it is. Every touch from your warm hands on his skin, your breath fanning over his neck or your lips on his face send pleasant and hot hums through his body.
It's embarrassing, it's shameful, every part of him on display before you, but your loving eyes that see nothing but beauty makes his heart clench.
He can hardly get it up anymore, just barely half hard when you're pressing into him, but it feels so good he doesn't have the mind to be embarrassed. When you kiss him you taste the bitter ash lingering from the cigarette he smoked earlier, but his noises are more than sweet enough to make up for it.
When he comes, he's gasping and throwing his head back, body convulsing as he desperately clings onto you. A beautiful sight really, such a man in pieces under you. Pieces that you tear apart with ardor and put back together again lovingly. He lets you do so, becoming putty at your fingertips and moulding into any form you shape him into.
He's reduced to a crying, sniffling little mess with his release splattered on his stomach, but he stares up at you with such pure adoration. He settles into your arms after you clean yourselves up, head resting on your chest and arms wrapped tightly around you.
Truly, an adorable old man.
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So this is my first time writing smut lol. Go easy on me, thanks. This was written with Price in mind but I decided to keep the character ambiguous.
so yall know that meme that goes âur x inches deep inside this character while that character is x inches deep in youâ? ye that but with a bit of difference. we all know the drills by now, dividers by @/cafekitsune
imagine having two cute boyfriends who are the complete opposites. calm, cool, collected when in public, with a butt-plug keeping your cum inside their hole or either wearing nipple clamps with a chain in the middle that always brushed against their shirt. even with a vibrator inside their hole, keeping them always on edge or a chastity cage that prevented them from getting fully hard, they keep their cool facade, joking with friends or barking out orders. the moment you three step inside your home though, that is a whole different story. theyâre like desperate sluts for you, whining and pawing at your pants, one of them grinding their cock against your boots with watery eyes as they plead for you to fuck them already
theyâre like a crybaby, really. easy to break and tear down and turn them into obedient little pups who only nod their heads and spread their legs and holes open for you to use to your fill. teasing them with little pinches to their nipples or dodging their snotty wet kisses gets them real cute and whiny, pouting at you with a âdonât you love me, master?â
but your most favorite position to see your pretty boyfriends in is when you deny them their favorite feeling and make them fuck each other. sure, they loved each other as much as they loved you, but two subs donât make a dom and all you get is whiny, sobbing puppies as they meagerly grind against each other, cocks all hard and erect but never not knowing how to properly use it on each other
be mean, sit behind one of them and guide their hips with a hand on his hip bone, squeezing at his flesh before teaching him how to properly use his useless cock on your other boyfriend. guide him, ease his cock into the otherâs awaiting eager hole, all messy and wet, dripping with your messy morning fuckâs cum and his saliva from eating him out. slap his ass when he trembles and complains about not being able to fuck him, teasing him about how he has such a nice big cock but canât even use it and leaves it as a waste
then once he bottoms out inside your other boyfriend, sit back and watch him try to make sense of it all. oh, he was so tight and warm and so squishy around him, constantly clenching at his dick while slobbering at him to âmuvh alreadyâĄïž!â. how could he? if he were to even pull his dick out by a single inch, heâs gonna cum inside him! and their master hasnât given either of them the command to cum yet! none of them wanted to be bad and go against your order while you were guiding the one one top to weakly hump his cock into the otherâs gaping hole
you donât have to touch them just to be extra mean and simply enjoy your free time. maybe open a bottle of wine or champagne and sit back, all relaxed and content while your sweet pups cry about you being mean, harsh and only using them. you were, they made good entertainment after all. if feeling nice from the glass of wine, order the one on top on how to properly thrust his hips and bury his useless big dick inside the otherâs hole that was clenching around him like a vice, trying to milk every drop of his cum. the one under only sobbing uselessly, already going non-verbal as he only sobbed and slurred like some drunken man, like heâs high on aphrodisiacs while pathetically grinding his ass flush against the otherâs hip, hoping to get his dick deeper inside himself. hell, his greedy ass would even whine occasionally about how he wanted both of your dicks stretching his hole out, gaping him open for the world to see as he clawed at the sheets
it wouldnât even take long for the one top to just give up, collapsing on top of his boyfriend as he can only hump his dick between his boyfriendâs ass cheeks. the hard yet wet thing already having slipped out while he tried to sloppily thrust into his boyfriend, only ending up in failure after failure. silly little dog, canât even fuck his own boyfriend properly
finish your glass of wine patiently while your two cute boyfriends cried about being empty and needing your experienced touch on their bodies, setting aside the empty glass once you swallow the last drop. wine is meant to be taken slow and enjoyed after all, not rushed like how your stupid dogs barked about. be mean when you slowly and carefully take off your clothes, degrade them, call them useless and dumb mutts for being unable to follow a simple order as you finally settle behind the one on top. take his reddened cock, tease the tip, maybe even pull on the foreskin that is pushed back just to be a bit more meaner, hearing him blabber something while his hips buckled like a cute rabbitâs before shoving the tip back inside your eagerly awaiting other boyfriend, hearing the content, shrill squeal at the stretch while the other merely cried and sniffled weakly, legs already shaking
donât make him pull out, keep guiding his cock until itâs halfway inside your other boyfriendâs eager hole, making him watch at how he accepts what is given to him, unlike him. only once the girthy thing is settled halfway inside, stop his hips from moving, dig your nails into the fat of his flesh, scratch at the back of his thighs, slap his sweet ass until theyâre red and heâs complaining about how sore they are now. shush him up with a kiss, fist at his hair and tug his head back to face yours, making him whine at the burn to his scalp. âopen upâ order him, bark commands at him and see how cutely and even eagerly he follows it, jaw going slack, mouth hanging wide for you to do whatever. tell him to stick his tongue out and he will, letting out a satisfied moan at the messy, filthy wet kiss you give him. all suckles to his pink tongue, teeth gnashing and saliva dripping down. only the disappointed whine of your other boyfriendâs would snap you out, glancing down at him to see his pretty eyes, all teary and red from his sobs, staring at the messy kiss you shared with him with jealousy over his shoulder. he wanted kisses too!
âoh shut up, youâll have your kisses laterâ scold him at the indignant teary look he gives you both, looking so betrayed over something so simple while the other merely inhales sharp breaths at the abrupt end of the kiss, all filthy and wet from his own saliva. use his moment of weakness and slide a lube covered finger into his unprepared ass, watch him as he buck his hips forward from the sudden drop of temperature, a harsh shiver running down his spine as his hold on his boyfriendâs hips tighten. after some half-assed fingering to try and open him up, guide your own strap into his hole, hold him tightly by the fat of his hips as he babbles in pure confusion on whether to buck forward into the tight warmth clamping around his cock or back into your huge girth splitting him wide open
once halfway inside him as well, stop your hips from moving further, hear his cute little voice go âh-haah? whyâd y-yaâ stop?â as if he had expected you to do the hard work all the damn time like the spoiled little thing he was. meanwhile, your other boyfriend was doing so good and only taking what was given to him, occasionally clenching tighter around his boyfriendâs dick, still so unsatisfied with the lack of length inside him. âlearn how to use your cock, puppy. i ainât gonna be doing the heavy lifting all the damn timeâ scoff at his dejected noise, slap at the side of his reddened cheeks with a deserved âget workinâ, sweetheartâ. then just stay still and watch him try to make sense of the stimulations going on inside him
his own cock was halfway inside his boyfriend, all nice and warm and so teasingly tight. the constant wiggles of his hips and the little noises he kept making werenât helping. but at the same time, you were inches deep inside him too, and he wanted so badly to push his fat ass flush against your hips, make you watch his red cheeks bounce stiffly against your own dick. he never tried to fuck his boyfriend before, you did all the fucking for them, filling their holes all nice and warm, milking their cute cocklets and taking care of their frustrations. why were you being so mean now?
sniffling back his angered tears, he would try to fuck into his boyfriendâs sweet hole, nearly buckling on his knees and collapsing on top of him if you hadnât reached out to hold him upwards by the shoulders. he was so soft inside, he wondered how you held back whenever fucking them full. did he feel this soft and nice around you too? did you find his asshole to be tight and just as tantalizing to the point you just wanted to cum right then and there and paint his walls white? you had to, right? he was making you feel good too, right?
with rocky, stiff motions, he forced himself to move back and forth, trying to muffle his sniffles and sobs while their boyfriend eagerly let out his debauched moans and broken demands for more. at this point, he was simply chasing his own high, trying to shove his weeping dick as deep as he could into his boyfriend without letting your strap slip out of his own. it didnât take too long, just a few broken thrusts of his hips and he was already mewling while he came inside his boyfriend, filling his already full hole even more as spurts of his cum slips and drips out of his hole. not even going to bother teaching them on how to be proper boyfriends, you lay his shaking body down on top of your boyfriend, making sure that his dick is still snug inside him like a human butt plug before getting to properly fucking them
sweet squeals of sheer excitement and weak mumbles and wet sniffles filled the room alongside the wet slaps of your hips meeting his ass, your boyfriend at the very bottom feeling his body rattle and shake with every thrusts you push into his boyfriend, effectively making him fuck his hole again. âanhhah-! haagh-haâĄïž! m-moowr.. more p-pleash? feels sho goudâ„ïž fuc-fucking me again haaghahaâĄïžâĄïžâ your boyfriend at the bottom giggled, sounding near delirious with how excited he seemed at the prospect of being double fucked, used like a human blow-up doll. âsniff..âĄïž iâm showry.. iâm showlly showry sorry shoorryyyâ„ïž puh-please, donât ge-eht sniff mad at meeeh..âĄïž!â your other boyfriend sobbed occasionally, apologizing for not being able to ask for permission before cumming or to be able to use his useless big cock, punched out little wails escaping him at your thrusts
truly, you have to take time out from your days to teach your little puppies on how to properly fuck each other
A pretty subâs legs wrapped around you, whining pathetically. Their fingers intertwine with yours, grip tight to ground themselves to the feeling of your dick stretching them out. One of your hands lock around their throat, squeezing the air out of them as you fuck your aching cock back into their tight hole. Theyâre so wet, their pretty entrance slick with cum and lube.
âPlease.. fuck, m-moreââ They look at you all teary-eyed as they choke out their meek words through a sob, thinking you care about a stupid, little doll that you can break and repair whenever you want. âYou want more, huh? Such a needy whore,â Their walls seize up, bed groaning from the relentless pounding, âFuck, greedy slut. You liked that.â
On shaky thighs, they try to meet your thrusts. âWait, ah, mmmng, slow down-â Oh, but the both of you know they donât mean that. Itâs their own form of asking for you to continue bullying your dick into their pulsating heat. Their sweet cries fill the room, clenching down on you tightly which triggers your orgasm rather quickly. Hips stuttering as your cum fills their hole until itâs leaking past your cock. You glance to their face, panting harshly, and the expression they wear makes you impossibly harder. So fucked out but they need more and more until you turn them into your pretty, dumb toy.
non presented!sub!konig tied up nicely on your bed, the big hulk of mass on your bed moaning and whimpering and basically crying at this point from the intense amount of edging you've put him through.
the 6'something colonel, feared by many, pathetically laying on your bed, pleading with you to stop edging him and finally let him cum. with how pent up he was already, it wouldn't be a surprise of he came from a single touch to a usually non-erogenous zone.
"shh, don't make a sound. i'm trying to listen to someone else." you cooed mockingly at him, watching his lips glisten with saliva and unspoken desire.
trailing your finger once more down his angry, blistering hot appendage, you shift your body upwards, situating yourself on his lap, looking down at him, admiring his ruined and spent body below you.
"you're gonna take it like the gooood boy you are, won't you?" it wasn't a question, merely a statement. but still, he nodded his head 'yes' time and time again, words barely processing in his head, as you sank down onto his cock, head lowering to nuzzle against his scent gland.
everything was normal at first. you made both him and yourself feel good as you rode him into oblivion, licking and scraping at his scent gland, when you suddenly felt a change in the air.
a new scent.
sweet, mind numbing, enough to send you into a frenzy.
it was unusual. extremely strong, powerful enough to engulf all of your senses and leave you dazed.
where was it coming from?
what was it?
and then that weak, higher pitched whine.
what was that? that wasn't from you...
könig.
he never sounded like that previously. even as your sub, he never once let a sound as pitiful and weak as that slip.
there could only be one explanation... no.. surely not?
"...you presented?" you couldn't keep your eyes from widening, as you looked down at him, hand resting against his bare chest. you could almost see the pheromones dancing and twirling and mingling with each other in the hot, humid air as they wafted off of him in concerning amounts.
the poor man couldn't even respond, so lost in the pleasure that he could only pitifully thrust his hips up, clawing at the ropes binding him in place.
"please, please, please, t-touch me, make me feel good, hase..." könig sobbed out, lips parted, breaths coming out as sharp, shallow gasps.
you couldn't deny him this pleasure, especially since he just presented, and was so lost and so confused and was most likely experiencing his first heat.
so you gave in. you wrapped your hand slowly, gently, almost feather-like around his cock, testing the waters by pumping your hand down the shaft once, twice, eagerly awaiting his reaction.
his hips jutted upwards rapidly, a shaky sound leaving his swollen lips as his body threatened to curl in on itself, yet was stopped by the restraints keeping him in place, tightening with every thrash and every sudden jolt he made.
"fuck, fuck, l-like that, like that, d-don't stop-" könig gasped out, eyes fluttering shut, submitting to the waves of pleasure crashing over him.
that was your sign to continue.
your hold on his cock tightened as your movements became more targeted, more precise, wanting to bring him to his climax.
your slick soaked palm moved up to his crimson tip, rubbing small circles across the sensitive nerves, eliciting a reaction of pure pleasure and overstimulation from your poor, poor omega.
"l-liebling, fuck, 'm close, sosososo close-" he cried out, fingers desperately clinging onto his ropes like a lifeline, as if they were the only thing that was grounding him in this overwhelm of sensations and emotions.
"shhh, shh, you can cum. be a good boy for me and cum, okay?" you were barely holding on yourself, his scent becoming dizzying and so, so good.
it didn't take him much longer before he reached his long impending orgasm, his core tightening as a high pitched, loud, almost painful sounding moan slipped past his parted lips, strings of cum spurting out of his cock, painting his body, the ropes and your hand a milky, translucent white.
he was left writhing and shaking on the bed, coming down from his orgasm as you stared at him in amazement and shock, admiring his reactions and behaviours.
bringing your stained hand to your lips, you took a finger, then two into your mouth, tongue swirling around the warm limbs, eyes trained on his ruined form.
he looked so beautiful. so destroyed and so pathetic. his first heat and presentation were making both you and him go wild.
there was no way you were finished with him yet.
"fuck, könig, my little omega... we're not finished yet, y'know?"
you would have to explain to him later what exactly just happened to him.
thinking about short top x tall bottom relationships
your partnerâs friends believe that just because you were two feet shorter than him: that it would obviously mean that you would be the one taking it in the relationship. how could you blame those meatheads when your boyfriend was everything a stereotypical dominant man was âsupposedâ to be. muscles that could be compared to Greek gods, good looks, possessing a constant stern and confident attitude, and he had a successful career that made him good money.
your lover didnât try to deny the accusations. probably too embarrassed to admit the truth. you had to hide your smirk when you saw your bf trying desperately to change the subject. looking tense and flustered as his gaze shifted from his hands to you to his friends. it wasnât until you dropped his friends off and were now alone with him in your car that his mask finally cracked. before he could say a word, you place the palm of your hand on top of his shaking leg. dangerously close to his clothed pelvis. his breathe hitched when he meet your eyes. they were smug and hungry.
at that moment he knew it didnât matter what excuses he spewed out. you were going to show him who was really in charge. he couldnât help blood rushing south as his mind started fantasizing about what you were planning for him.
you grin devilishly when you catch sight of his cock straining against his dress pants. oh you were going to have so much fun breaking him.
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âoh! oh yeahâ fuck! faster please please!â
youâve seen many beautiful things in your life. but the sight of your lover presenting his bare ass for you to rail as he sobbed out your name like a prayer definitely topped them all. he let out choked moans when your cock continuously hits his prostate. his grip on the pillows rival that of a vice as his tears wet the covers. he thrusts back against your cock to the best of his ability as the bruising grip you had on his waist prevented him from moving the lower half of his body. forcing him to stay still and take it.
you let out a shaky breath as you gazed down at the so called âmaster in the sheetsâ. now a pathetic, beautiful mess as his tight hole took you in. just the sight of his tear stained face and velvety ass was enough to almost make you spill inside him. you increase the pace of your hips. your sweat slicked balls slapping against your loverâs ass as the volume of his moans and cries increased. the clap of your bfâs ass meeting your pelvis filled you with pride as you couldnât resist the temptation of slapping his cheek. his hole tightened significantly around you.
âhaha. guess your friends were wrong about you, lovely. was this what you wanted? embarres me so i can show you who you really belonged to? hmm?â you lower your torso as you teased him by slowly grinding against his sweet spot. he raised his head to look up at you.
âiâm yours. always make me feel good. go faster again please. iâm close, âm sorryâ ah!â
your pace returns to rough and quick as soon as the words left his pretty mouth. âgood boy- hah- cum for me,â you breathlessly command him. he followed your orders instantly, biting his pillow cover to muffle his pathetic sob as his cock spilled white on the sheets.
his climax triggered yours, you sigh as you fill him with warmth. you knew that this wasnât going to be the last round, so you rest on top of your loverâs back until he gave you the âokayâ to continue. you could feel his chest rise and fall as he tries to catch his breath. if you werenât paying attention intensely, you wouldâve missed the breathless âi love youâ he told you.
you cover his sweat coated back in soft kisses, you couldnât even reach his neck, âi love you too, gorgeous,â you whisper back. you bite back a groan when he started grinding against your cock, signaling that he was ready for round two.
(cw: sub kyle (dont be surprised), light choking, majority of this is dirty linguistics, little plot/more porn, dumbification?, 141 overhears but its okay loll) Â
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You and Kyle arenât actually boyfriendsâno, you two just know the layout of each other's beauty marks, how Kyle only likes a dash of milk and two sugars in his tea, how you (oddly) wet your toothbrush with warm water before brushing your teeth, and so on and so forth. You two arenât boyfriends, but youâre the one Kyle brings over when he and the other boys come home from being deployed. Â
And itâs obvious when you're home because the rest of the 141 hear when Kyle brings you home; your low, gravelly voice purring out from behind his closed door, slightly breathy from the exertion of your deep and languid thrusts. You have him on his knees, with his shoulders smushed into the bed, and his head craned back from where your hand holds under his chin. Â
âKyle, you feel me?â Your voice is hot and husky on the cusp of his ear, and he clenches sporadically around you, âHow deep, baby? Come on.â Â
"Shoâuhn! Deep, oh my god...â he trails off in a warbled whine, drool slipping from his swollen lips. He hiccups while his eyes trail into the back of his head when you roughly grind your hips into the plush mounds of his ass. You pull out three inches before you lay all your weight into your next thrust, slamming into his prostate with cruel purpose. Â
A gasp pushes itself out of his lungs before it breaks into a desperate moan. You let go of his chin to rest your hands on his hips, moving your thrusts into a sensual mix of speed and forceâtargeting his prostate with your sticky tip. Â
âYou feel how thick I am inside you?â You tap his thigh, signaling him to give you an answer, but heâs too far gone to give you anything other than another moan. You âtutâ at him, âAwe, câmon Kyle, you know better than that.â You run your hand under his body and up to his neck, grasping it, and using it to flip him onto his back. Â
You slip out from inside of him due to the slick mix of lube and your pre, but you ignore how he pitifully whines at the emptiness, taking your time to put yourself back in him. âHold your legs up.â When he takes a second too long for your liking to listen to your order, you love-tap him on his cheek, allowing the sting to bring him out of his fog. Then, you get a cruel thought, and your voice comes out in a cocky octave as you say, âThatâs an order, Soldier.â Â
With his training kicking in, he immediately brings his hands to hold the backs of his knees toward his chest, just as you like it; with a grin you wrap your hand back around his neck as you start up your thrusts once more. Â
Only this time, with the strain of air entering his lungs, Kyleâs moans filter through the air unabashed and pornographicâcompletely unaware of how red in the face his teammates are on the couch in the living room, as they try their hardest to will away their hard ons from hearing how Kyleâs pretty, not-boyfriend-boyfriend is rearranging his guts. Â
PAIRING: König x Reader Reader is a male. Bottom König. KINKTOBER CW: SMUT, double (anal) penetration, use of dildo
Königâs cheek is pressed against the silky pillow, his arms supporting himself beneath the cushion. His knees wobble with the effort of presenting his lower half to you, exhaustion spiraling around his tension-marked muscles. The constant dipping of your cockhead into his clenched hole causes him to let out a whine, never fully situating inside of him. Mindless strings of curses in his language fall from his lips, one of them nearly a tinge too lustful.
âPlease... need it now.â He whimpers, shuffling himself backwards to you.
You sigh out of imitated disappointment, pretending to disapprove of his chafed state. âCan never be grateful, huh?â You chastise, your hands curling around the thick muscle of his hips. A man of his status so desperate for your cock elicits a pleased sigh from you, your length impossibly hardening. Finally, you give inâpushing the half of it in carefully, you gently coax him to lighten up for the stretch to mitigate.
You believe heâs calmed down his own unfulfilled soul, but that thought is quickly put an end to when he drags out a whine.
âNo,â König shakes his head, breathless, âput it in, too. Please.â
Right. The toy.
You deliberately roll your hips, the gradual but sure friction laps at his neglected cock, pre-cum continuously beading from the slit. You grab the faux length behind you, one thatâs already soaked due to Königâs mouth.
âColor?â You ask, rubbing in inattentive patterns into his skin as you feel him tighten in anticipation.
âGreen. Itâs green, hurângh!â
He lets out a moanâone uncharacteristically high-pitched from his throat, a sound that immediately strokes your egoâas you plunge the tip of the dildo alongside your own dick. âYou okay?â You donât move yet, leaning down to offer a soothing kiss to his back. He nods all too eagerly, breathing deeply through his mouth. Thatâs not what you want. âI need words, K.â Threateningly, you begin to slide out of him.
âAh, fuck, Iâm sorry, schatzi,â König gasps, sensing you unintentionally brushing against his sweet spot, âIâm okay, Iâm okay, want you to continue.â
Your cock pulses upon hearing the hint of a needy noise akin to a whimper in the tone of his voice, and with barely any resistance, you inch by inch rock back inside until youâre situated to the hilt. He sputters, trying desperately to keep his legs apart.
Heâs met with the blunt prodding of the toy once more, your hand incessantly driving the silicone into him bit by bit. With that, heâs frozen for a moment, forced to bite down on the pillow underneath him and clench and unclench helplessly around the two of you.
âMove,â König abruptly gasps, drool dripping down the corner of his lips, âmove, ahnn, moveââ
You donât need to be told twice.
Though, you only move your wrist, thrusting the toy in and out. Confusion writes itself over his features, but itâs quickly replaced with his eyes rolling back as the false length hits his prostate just right.
Glancing downwards where the both of your bodies connect, you have to steel yourself on the bed to not restlessly have him take you then and there. His holeâs nearly thoroughly wreckedâall loose and ready to receive what you give him.
And he is, his hips are already subconsciously rolling back to meet the thrusts of the toy, craving the burn and small gnaws of pain that only you can give him.
