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˚ ୧ SUMMARY : your lovely stepbrother teaches you how to kiss, hours before your valentine’s date.
˚ ୧ INCLUDES : stepcest, no curses au, inexperienced fem!reader, good girl, praising, biting, slight corruption kink, dry humping, spit, tongue sucking, cheating (reader has a partner), all characters are 20’s+.
˚ ୧ A/N : definitely not what I had planned for Valentine’s but I hope you enjoy it anyway <3
“C'mon, don’t get shy with me now.”
“Do we have to be so close?”
Geto snorts and his warm fingers climb a few inches up your thighs, a few more inches between the middle of your skirt.
“How else are you gonna kiss me?” he mumbles licking his lip, adding a ‘huh?’ at the end.
tags: mdni, dark content (tagging it to be safe but it's all consensual), misogyny, public sex, oral (m!rec), name-calling (cunt, bitch), daddy kink, degradation, breathplay, impact play (face tapping)
word count: 1.3k
notes: this is part of my new year event! there is . a self-indulgent amount of ball sucking in this
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his grip was cutting off the circulation in your arm as he dragged you into the narrow alley behind the bar. you could tell that there'd be bruises circling your bicep by the morning — he could be such a brute when he was in a bad mood.
"you're gettin' way too comfortable gettin' mouthy, bitch," he growled as he forced you unceremoniously down onto your knees; they hit the cement with a harsh thunk. you were barely hidden from the main road by a dumpster (classy) and you were sure if it was daytime, anyone would be able to see.
he pulled his jeans down just enough to tug his cock out over the waistband, standing proud above you and fucking into his fist while he glared meanly down at you.
you knew better than to argue back with him. when he was in one of these moods, it went much smoother if you sat and just took whatever he decided to dole out that day. it took a lot of patience and self-control to learn how to deal with toji fushiguro, but you knew that you'd be screwed without him.
when you had managed to piss off a very powerful curse user, toji was the only real hope you had at defending yourself. it took a lot of begging and batting your lashes, but once you had him on your side, the curse user was quickly taken care of — they didn't stand a chance against the force that was toji. no one did, really.
and yet you stayed.
there wasn't a real excuse for it, there was just something so thrilling about life on the run with him; about how he growled your name when you fucked you in the shower; about how the scar on his lips felt pressed against your clit.
if that meant braving storms and being put in your place whenever you overstepped some muddled boundary, it was a price you were willing to pay. he never pushed you further than you could handle, anyway. the only real downside was having to listen to him when he decided to fixate on the fact that you were weaker than him, that you needed him. power rushes weren't all that uncommon.
"i keep you around for somethin' pretty to look at, i don't give a shit about your opinions," he hissed out, bringing your attention back to him. he slapped his cock off your cheek, a perverse grin that looked more like a snarl split his face when you flinched and shut your eyes.
he stepped in closer, resting his dick on your forehead as his balls hovered over your lips. you opened up before he had to prompt you, sucking them into your mouth obediently and rolling your tongue around them the way that he liked. a musky smell invaded your nose; a mix of his cologne and the faintest hint of sweat.
he ran his hand along his dick lazily, pushing it further against your forehead as his pre dribbled onto your hairline. you grimaced around him, trying your hardest to glare at him which only made him snort down at you.
“you have no idea how dumb you look right now, princess," the pet name was loaded with antagonism. "do daddy’s nuts taste good?”
you didn’t dignify him with a response, but you hoped he didn’t notice your thighs press together a little tighter at the mean tone he used on you. you hummed with him in your mouth, letting him feel the vibrations as his dick jerked with interest above you.
"well, i'll be damned. looks like you can be good for somethin'!" it's not true praise — there’s too much of a bite to his words like he was just daring you to speak back — yet you still preen under it, shuffling on your knees and shooting him a doe-eyed look.
another drop of pre landed in your hair as he cursed and pulled himself off away, a sloppy sound heard as his balls were pulled from your mouth. he traced his tip along your lips, sliding along the drool surrounding your mouth before he tapped you on the cheek with his hand, just shy of enough force to be considered a full-blown slap.
your jaw dropped open from the impact and he slid straight in, pushing himself as far into your mouth as he could get before you were gagging around his shaft and then inching in just a bit more, revelling in your glassy eyes as you blinked up at him and struggled to take him.
"might just need to keep you gagged," he said conversationally as he began humping into your mouth. each movement had him slipping a bit further down your throat and you willed yourself to adjust faster so that it would get more comfortable for you. "sick of hearing your whiny little voice all the time. you're so much more tolerable when you've got daddy’s fat cock stretching these lips, hm?"
he tapped your cheek again and you struggled to make a sound of agreement with your cheeks bulging around his length.
"the world'd be a better place if you bitches accepted your place is at a man's feet. you can't protect yourself, can you, cunt? need daddy to do all the fighting for you, right?"
you nodded, eyes widening as it forced him deeper down your throat. your lashes were clinging together from the unshed tears pooling in your eyes and you tried your hardest to blink them away, not wanting him to see you struggle. you hollowed your cheeks around him and laved your tongue across the vein underneath his cock as much as you could with your mouth as stuffed as it was.
you moved forward with determination this time, eager to shut him up and end his little tangent. you managed to take him all the way down, nose pressed against the black hair surrounding his base. you were rewarded for your efforts with a pat on the head as he growled out a low "fuck!" and you squirmed at being treated as something so beneath him.
he took control then, plunging in and out of your mouth with so much force that he had to plant a hand on the back of your head to keep you steady for him. you couldn't hold back your tears anymore, they trailed down your cheeks and joined the mess of drool and pre spilling down your chin. the steady gluck-gluck-glucks filled the alley, bouncing off the walls caging you in and mixing with the filthy sound of his hips papping against your face. your nose ached from being forced against his pelvis so roughly.
he twitched in your mouth and you stuck your tongue out to meet his balls, eager for him to finish so that you could get yourself off — there was no question on if he'd be returning the favour for you after this. when he was pissed off at you, the most he'd do would stick his foot out and make you hump his shoe in public as he demeaned you further.
he tightened his grip on your hair, pulling it harshly to bury himself down your throat as he came without warning. your eyes bulged as he cut off your oxygen and your hands flew up, clawing at his thighs to push back and catch some air while he only laughed sadistically at your efforts. you wished that your clit didn't jump at the brutality.
he came in long spurts straight down your throat and only let you breathe when he was completely finished, yanking you off his cock and chuckling as you fell backwards and had to catch yourself with your hands.
"useless bitch," he rolled his eyes, patting your cheek condescendingly. it sounded like praise the way it twisted out of his scarred lips.
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tengen uzui x fem!reader | 3.1k words | minors do not interact
content warnings: loss of virginity, slight corruption kink, daddy kink, fingering, slight size kink, breeding kink, creampie,
author’s note: my tengen brainrot is absolutely atrocious. off the charts. mind boggling. i love him so much. there will be a second and perhaps third part to this. big thank you to @cherrykamado for beta’ing this for me!! <3
networks: @knyplaymatemansion
Swirls of steam curled off of the surface of the water, slowly drifting upwards towards the night sky. Tengen sank lower in the water, allowing his shoulders to submerge and relax under the soothing heat of the spring. The mission had been long and strenuous, weeks of careful consideration and following a demon that had been going after young girls. It felt like forever before he’d been able to safely corner it and dispose of it. He sighed deeply and closed his eyes, enjoying the calm atmosphere of the moment. Soft rustling drew him out of his peace as he cracked an eye open to see what the disturbance had been.
You stood there like a deer in a hunter’s sight, frozen and eyes wide. “My apologies! I didn’t realize anyone was out here at this time of night,” you spoke frantically, quickly clapping a hand over your eyes to block him from view.
A low laugh rumbled in his chest at your reaction to his presence. He recognized you quickly, the corps member who’d accompanied him on his most recent mission. You’d been a great help, very eager to learn from him and extremely obedient with the orders he’d given you. He’d taken a liking to you very quickly.
“Don’t apologize. Join me, you deserve it. You worked hard too.”
The offer was nice, but you weren’t sure what to say. Wouldn’t it be inappropriate to intrude on a superior in that way? But then again, he’d told you to. “Alright. Thank you.”
Slightly nervous fingers untied your yukata before slipping it off and folding it neatly. You set it on a stool before stepping into the hot spring. Tengen shifted over, making space for you to sit comfortably across from him. The high heat of the water was the exact thing you needed to soothe the exhaustion in your overworked muscles.
“Do you have another mission or are they giving you a break before they throw you back out?” he asked, crossing his arms across his broad chest.
You shrugged, already feeling the relaxing effects coming over you. “They haven’t given me anything yet. Maybe I’ll get a day or two.”
He nodded, understanding the sentiment quite well. “What rank are you now? Kinoe?”
You sighed. “Not yet. Maybe within the year, I hope. I’m still Kinoto.”
“That’s still impressive. You’re still young. Lots of improvement can still be made. You’ve climbed the ranks quickly. It’s admirable.”
Humming in agreement, you glanced at him. “Were you still young when you became a hashira? You’re still pretty young aren’t you?”
“I was. And I am. Lots of living left ahead of me.”
You always thought the hashira were the most impressive group of individuals in Japan, and likely on the planet. They exhibited strength and talent that everyone and everything paled in comparison to. It had been a goal of yours at first, but it still seemed far out of reach.
“You look tense. Are you sore?”
His words distracted you from your thoughts, leaving you speechless for a moment.
“What?”
Tengen grinned. “You’re holding tension in your body. Are you sore? I know that last fight was tough. Come here.” He gestured towards himself, moving just enough that you could tell he parted his thighs and was inviting you to sit between them.
Embarrassment made heat creep up to your cheeks. “Nono, I’m fine. It’s okay, don’t worry about me.” He was absolutely correct. Your shoulders and back ached more than they ever had after a mission. But how were you supposed to let your superior put his hands on you like that? Especially when you were both undressed.
“You were my mission partner for a month. I’m supposed to worry about you a little bit. Now come here.”
He nodded when you scooted closer, his hands encircling your biceps to drag you fully between his thighs. He ignored your squeak of protest as he slid his hands up to his shoulders, fingers kneading skillfully at your back. A relaxed sigh left your parted lips, your head falling forward to give him more access.
“Will you go see your family while you have some time off?” he asked, trailing his hands to the center of your back.
“No. They’ve moved out to the country and it’s too far. I won’t have any time to see them and come ba- Oh god!” Your hands flew to grip at his thighs, your nails digging into his skin. He’d focused his touch on a particularly sensitive knot in your back, leaving you stunned and shaky.
“Right there, hmm?” he hummed, continuing the gentle circles against your spine.
You could only nod, your grip still tensed on his muscular thighs. Each drag of his touch pulled tiny whimpers and gasps out of you. It was too much and just enough at the same time, the pain slowly dissipating from your muscles.
Tengen leaned close to you. So close that you could feel his breath ghost against the shell of your ear when he spoke. “You’re so noisy. How’re you feeling now?” he murmured, his hands slowly sliding to rest at the bottom of your spine.
“Much better. I don’t even hurt anymore,” you sighed, rolling your shoulders back to test the full effects of his talented fingers.
His touch lingered on the small of your back for a moment before he dragged his hands up your sides. “You know, you sounded so lewd just from me touching you.”
“Oh. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to. It just felt so nice.”
He clicked his tongue. “Don’t apologize. See, I’d like to hear you actually make those noises for me.” He pressed his chest into your back, fingertips ghosting ever so lightly over your hips.
“W-what? But your wives,” you stuttered, gasping as he pressed his lips against the back of your neck.
“They’re well aware of the things I want to do with you. My letters to them were well received during our mission.” He pressed his hand flat against your belly, holding you still as he wrapped his arms around your waist. “There’s a certain… Openness in our relationship. So what do you say? Do you want me to make you feel good?”
A mixture of emotions swirled in your mind as he spoke. You could feel his steady heartbeat against your back as he placed yet another kiss against your heated skin. “Yes.” That was all you could muster as he rested his chin on your shoulder.
“Yes what? Use your words. I don’t like meek little girls,” he chastised. He knew full well what you meant, but drawing more out of you was more fun.
“Yes, I want you to make me feel good. Please.”
Before you could take a breath, his teeth were nipping against your sensitive skin and his fingers were sliding further south until they rested at the apex of your thighs. You parted your legs, allowing him to run a finger between your folds. Your breath hitched in your throat at the feeling, your hand coming to rest over his much larger one.
“Are you nervous? Don’t be. I’ll take care of you.”
“No one’s ever… I’ve never…” Each time you started, you couldn’t seem to finish your sentence.
“Don’t worry. I'll be gentle.”
Deft fingers drew tiny circles over your clit, sending jolts of electricity through your body. His free hand held you tightly, keeping you from squirming too hard against him. You inhaled sharply when he pressed his finger into your hole, the slight sting taking you aback. He moved slowly, stroking your sensitive walls with the calloused pad of his finger. It made you dizzy; the sensation completely foreign and overwhelming.
Before long , the hazy pleasure was the only thing you could focus your mind in. Tengen was rhythmic, pumping his thick digit in and out in a perfectly steady pattern. Once he was sure you were comfortable, he curled it upwards, catching and pressing hard against your g-spot. Your yelp of shock made a Cheshire grin spread across his face.
“How’s that, little one?” he crooned, letting your waist go so that he could toy with your clit at the same time.
“So so good,” you whined, rocking your hips forward into his touch.
His lips were back against your neck, sucking a constellation of blemishes into your skin. The intrusion of a second finger sent you reeling, your walls clamping erratically around them as he scissored them to stretch you even further.
You cried out sharply, head falling back against his shoulder as the tension in your belly tightened. “U-Uzui I think I’m close,” you whispered, eyes shut tight as you essentially rode his hand.
“Call me Tengen, sweetheart. And I know you are, you’re squeezing me so tight. Just relax and let go, pretty girl,” he coached, pressing a gentle kiss to the top of your head.
His words made you giddy, your heart skipping a beat. He was just so charismatic, and you knew he wasn’t even trying at all. You had to admit he had always flustered you a bit, especially during your missions. He was so guiding despite being so bold and brash. His company was one that you’d grown used to and comfortable with.
His chin rested on your shoulder, the perfect position for him to bite at the tender skin. He pinched your clit gently, toying with the swollen bundle of nerves. You cried out, belly dipping as you sucked in a deep breath to try to keep yourself composed. If not for the buffer of the water, the wet slick sound of your cunt around his fingers would be nearly overwhelming. You could feel yourself gush arousal with each deep thrust of his fingers.
Your thighs trembled, threatening to close around his wrist as you slipped even deeper into ecstasy. His unrelenting actions became unbearable as you hit your peak, shaky begs of his name spilling from your mouth as you came undone on his fingers. You heard a faint “there you go” over the bloodrush in your ears, your hips shivering and stuttering as you chased even more contact from the large man below you.
He came to a slow stop and shifted you out of his lap. Quickly noticing your confusion, he cupped your cheek in his palm. “Don’t worry, it’s okay. I’m just gonna take you inside. I’m not deflowering you in an onsen.”
Tengen pulled you to straddle his lap, your chest against his as he fit his hand under your knees before rising to his feet. Almost immediately, you locked your ankles around his waist, terrified that you would fall.
“Relax, sweetheart. I’ve got you.” One hand slid to rest under your ass while the other splayed against your back.
He made quick work of getting inside and situated, laying you gently upon the tatami mat covered floor. His large figure loomed over yours, broad chest and shoulders dwarfing you under him. He nudged your legs open with his knee and settled between them, his hips resting against your own as he leaned forward to capture your lips in a heated kiss.
Your hands flew to rest on his chest, fingernails digging into his tanned skin. He groaned into your mouth, teeth nipping at your bottom lip. Gasping at the feeling, your lips parted to grant him access. He slid his tongue against yours, enjoying the soft pleasure-filled sigh he drew out of you. He was intoxicating; your head spinning like you’d been drinking for hours.
“Tengen please, it hurts,” you breathed, the desperate ache between your thighs becoming unbearable. “I need you.”
He growled lowly, eyes squeezing shut at your coy request. Who was he to deny you that? Running a hand through his hair, he sat back on his heels and stared down at you. He could feel his mouth water at the sight: your breasts heaving with each deep breath and your perfect cunt dripping in anticipation for him. It was almost too good to be true. He grabbed your hips, manhandling you so that his cock was situated between your slick folds.
His length was hot and heavy laying right against your sensitive clit. He rolled his hips, grinding it against where you needed him the most. Before you could even open your mouth to protest his teasing and beg for more, he pressed the fat tip against your hole before slowly easing it inside. You saw stars, back arching and hands scrabbling at the floor below you. He was rough but painfully slow, taking his sweet time bullying his thick cock into your virgin cunt.
Your mewls were like music to his ears, lewdly sweet and desperate. Tengen gripped tightly at your waist, holding you still as he split your gummy walls with the impressive girth of his shaft. Hands flying to his shoulders, you threw your head back in bliss as he bottomed out in you. He was so deep, so thick, filling you just perfectly.
“How're you doing, sweetheart?” he asks, thrusting shallowly into you.
“Good. So good,” you squeaked, writhing as his pace began to pick up.
He grinned down at you, canines glinting under the dim light of the room. “Perfect.”
With that, he settled on a brutal pace, one that had you gasping and trembling under him. It was so cruel; the way he stretched your tiny hole around his massive cock would surely ruin you for any other man. No other man could ever treat you the way he could. You’d come crawling back to him every time, begging him to make you feel so good compared to what those pathetic useless men could do.
His lips were back on yours, tongue hastily gliding against your own. He swallowed down your moans and whines, grunting as he crashed his hips into yours. Tengen was in a daze, the only things he could focus on being the way your warm cunt squeezed him and the way the sweet taste of you on his tongue made him dizzy.
He pulled away, giving you a moment to catch your breath as he reached down with one hand to run a circle on your swollen clit. You panted like a bitch in heat, tongue lolling out as ecstasy built up in your abdomen. Warbles of his name and ‘please’ fell from your mouth, tears pricking your lash line as your orgasm approached rapidly. Tengen could see it in your eyes, prompting him to angle his hips to reach deeper into you.
“Ohh god! F-fuck! I’m gonna..!” Your voice cracked as you gasped, legs shaking and toes curling as the heat in your belly raged to an inferno. “Oh fuck ‘m cumming! Daddy I’m- Shit!” Your mouth fell open into an ‘o’ shape as the tension snapped, your pussy spasming around his cock as he fucked you through your orgasm.
He grunted, watching the way a creamy ring of white built around his base with each thrust into your soaked cunt. The gush of your orgasm had made a mess of both his and your thighs, only adding to the wet smack of his balls against your ass. Your face of pure bliss was burned into his brain, his heart racing as the sweet sound of your voice calling him daddy played on a loop in his head.
That set something alight in him, chest burning as he quickened his pace. Your body lurched, prompting him to loop his arm under your waist and hold you tighter.
“Takin’ Daddy’s cock so well,” he moaned, pressing sloppy kisses along your jaw. “Such a good girl. You’re doing so fucking good for me.”
Your nails dragged thin lines of red into his skin, making him gasp in pain and pleasure. He bent lower over you, holding you chest to chest with him as he fucked hard into you. Your moans were muffled against his shoulder, eyes rolling back as the now familiar feeling of your approaching orgasm washed over you. If you’d known better, you would’ve been able to tell he was close as well.
Tengen’s hips stuttered, his pace becoming sloppier as his own pleasure began to overwhelm him. You could feel his heartbeat against your chest, the rhythm as fast and erratic as your own. It was so intimate; he could feel every inch of your body and you could feel every inch of his own.
“I think I’m gonna cum again,” you whispered, letting your eyes slip closed in relief as he pummeled the head of his cock into your g-spot. “Tengen! Daddy! Shit!”
He gasped sharply, moaning wantonly at the way your walls squeezed around him. Fuck, you were close again. It was impressive, your resolve was quite outstanding to him. Your first time, yet you were able to come undone around him multiple times. It made something primal bubble up in his chest. He needed you. He needed to keep you around. You needed to be his.
“Cum for me, sweet girl. Let Daddy know how good he makes you feel,” he rasped, trying to keep in control.
You whined, shaking your head slightly. “Cum with me please. Wanna feel you fill me up. Please Daddy. Wanna be yours. Make me yours,” you plead, tears streaking your cheeks and dampening his already sweaty skin.
That sent him over the edge, his thrusts speeding up as he chased his release. You came first, back arching and eyes rolled back as you unraveled in his arms. Your shattered sobs and his greedy moans filled the air with a symphony of ecstasy. Tengen came with a low groan, hips pressed flush against yours as he flooded your womb with his hot, sticky cum. Your cunt milked him for everything he was worth, sucking him in and creaming prettily around him.
The two of you clung to each other as you came down from your highs, hands desperately holding anything they could reach. You caught your breath slowly, heart still pounding as you opened your eyes to look up at him. His cheeks were pink and his pupils were still blown. He loosened his grip for a moment, reaching up to brush the tears from your cheeks. His fingers traced along your jaw, cradling your face as he pressed a kiss to your forehead.
“You did so well,” he murmured, slowly sitting up and pulling you with him.
Your legs stayed draped over his hips, bodies flush against each other as he rubbed soothing circles against your back. You were exhausted, but you wouldn’t have changed any moment of the past few hours.
“Thank you,” you said, resting your head in the crook of his neck.
Tengen smiled softly and kissed the top of your head gently. “I’ll take you with me to my estate. You can meet my wives.”
Nodding at his words, you shifted to glance up at him. “That sounds pleasant,” you hummed, returning the smile.
“Oh it will be. They’ll want to have their turn with you too.”
“just like we practiced, m’kay?” Kita’s breath is warm, brushing over the back of your neck as he places a soft kiss against your skin. you nod, reaching a hand back to thread your fingers through his hair, keeping him close.
it’s quiet, save for the sounds of your shuddering gasps, labored breaths from the man whose lap you’re on, and wet slaps of skin on skin. everyone else is gone for the day…or at least, you hope they are. because if anyone were to enter the MSBY locker rooms right now, they would be greeted by quite the obscene sight.
“practice…?” Atsumu draws back with difficulty, eyes unfocused because of the dizzying pleasure he’s feeling from your tight walls clinging to his pulsing length. big hands settle on your hips, stilling you. he frowns at you on his lap, and then at Kita behind you. “you’ve been…doin’ stuff without me?”
you giggle at the pout on his face, tracing his lower lip with your thumb before leaning in to kiss the frown away. “for your reward, silly.”
Atsumu’s expression softens, lips curling up into a pleased smile. “my reward?”
“yes,” Kita replies, and something coils tighter inside you when you hear the clinking sound of metal behind you as he undoes his belt buckle. “we had every faith that you’d win.”
“mm,” you nod, echoing the sentiment by rolling your hips, forcing a choked groan out of Atsumu. “congratulations again, baby. you did so well out there.”
“a-ah…fuck, so what…what’s my-” he doesn’t even get to finish his sentence before he’s letting go of you in favor of gripping the wood of the locker room bench beneath him so tightly his knuckles turn white. his pupils are blown wide open as he stares at you, gaze flickering to Kita. “holy shit- oh my god.”
you place a hand on his chest and push Atsumu down slowly so he’s lying on his back, trying not to think about the sheer stretch. tears of pleasure and pain prickle your eyes and you gasp, dropping your head down and squeezing your eyes shut as Kita presses in from behind, his cock joining Atsumu’s in your already stuffed cunt.
“fuck- fuck, oh my god,” Atsumu babbles, hands coming up to frame your face, “this? this is my present? baby…you spoil me.”
“mmh-” you whimper, trying to relax your muscles as Kita slowly sheathes himself inside your wet heat. he runs a hand up your back, murmuring sweet praises in your ear as you take him- “you’re doin’ so well…you feel so good…almost there, just bear with it for a little while longer, sweetheart.”
and then he’s all the way in and Atsumu’s swearing up a storm and you’re lightheaded at the thought of two cocks inside you, pressing against each other, stretching your pussy out so much that you’re don’t think it’ll ever be the same again. Atsumu’s gaze shifts to over your shoulder, where he must be able to see Kita. his cock twitches inside of you…or maybe that’s Kita’s…you’re so far gone you’re not sure you know left from right anymore.
“y’know…Atsumu,” Kita leans over you, bracing a hand on the bench next to Atsumu’s head. his voice is low and raspy and just a tad bit breathless as he pulls his hips back slowly before pushing forward again to sink back into you, eliciting a strangled sound from you and yet another curse from Atsumu. the friction must be overwhelming for the setter because he looks like he’s going to pass out, but he remains cognizant enough to pay attention to Kita’s words as the other man grips your hip with one hand and starts to thrust.
“’ts goin’ to feel so good when she cums around the both of us.”
