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redchikittymeow · 23 days
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not me trying too type wucas hood again when typing that
Hello my name is Wucas Hood I'm sheriff of a town called washees
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somegrumpynerd · 2 months
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EGG ATTACK!!!
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I'm gonna have to read so many bedtime stories nooooooooo
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sarcasticsra · 8 months
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Baldur’s Gate 3 is my other current hyperfixation (I’ve had the game not even three weeks and nearly 100 hours in lol oops) and like
So I played through all of act 1 and then decided I hated my character’s hair, and since you can’t change your appearance (which is baffling to me? You can respec your whole class from the bottom up but not like… cut and dye your hair? Bizarre!) I made a new character
During the new character’s run I ran into Astarion, who I had missed the first time, and I was sort of displeased at first because through cultural osmosis I knew he would clash with my character
My Tav is a cleric/sorcerer and neutral/chaotic good to the end, she will rescue anyone who needs rescuing for naught but a thank you, so of course Astarion disapproves of her constantly
(She’s taken the strategy of being aggressively kind to him in turn, which is admittedly fun)
Of course, the little shit is too good at picking locks and disarming traps (+14! And advantage thanks to the gloves of thievery) so I’ve kept him in my party
I had Shadowheart and Gale as well (those were the only two I had in my first run) and since in my first run I flirted with Shadowheart, this time I went for Gale, because he’s a nerdy romantic sap and that’s adorbs (and he was in love with my Tav from the get go basically because he’s gotta be the most good-aligned character? Basically it went: “my character: *breathes* / Gale approves.” He was at exceptional really early into act 1)
And then in act 2 I found out you can add Halsin to your party, but I had to kick someone out to do so, and since Astarion is crucial for lock-picking and traps, Gale is my AOE damage dealer, and my character and Halsin both have access to healing spells, (side note: twinned spell + healing word, or distant spell + cure wounds = very effective) that meant Shadowheart was the most redundant
So now it’s my character and three dudes following her around, very 90s Chosen One, ~she’s not like other girls~ vibes, which admittedly cracks me up a bit, and I was joking with my husband that they were my harem
(None of these dweebs have any CHA so my character is the party face and of course the leader)
Except NOW I know you can romance Halsin in act 3, which, yes, but I’ve heard Gale is monogamous, so I’m hella conflicted on that, and then on top of that Astarion is growing on me to the point where I just want to hug him all the time (that scene with the drow lady who wanted him to bite her? And you’re just like “uh dude it’s obviously your choice” and he acts like that is the most revolutionary concept imaginable? Jesus Christ game, right to the feels) so now I’m like
Shit
Which one do I want
Why can I not have an actual harem, game???
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orcelito · 13 days
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i miss akechi goro so much. maybe even enough to finally finish that ladue chapter 3
#speculation nation#ladue shit#listen hes such an asshole and i NEEEEEEED to channel his voice for a bit again#if this urge persists to tomorrow i'll crack open the fic again. for a little reread.#this will satisfy only approximately 53 people (the total subscribers to that fic)#which ok that's actually a good few people when i think about them as actual people#but it's the least amount of subscriptions i have out of most of my multichapters#EVEN STILL. it's a matter of pride and self-satisfaction.#and god fucking damn i have 18k for chapter 3 already written. i literally just need to close the damn scene up#it's been over a YEAR NOWWWWWWWWWW like holy fucking shit. i need this OUT ALREADYYYYYYYYYYY#ladue chapter 3 i will free you into the abyss. i cannot promise more than chapter 3 but i can promise a chapter 3 at least.#i had a whole plan for the fic but idk if i'll ever be able to write it#considering it's taken like. ... years. between chapters.#it took me 2 years to post chapter 2 and it's been a year now since then. ugh.#see the thing is chapter 3 closes the initial arc of them starting to date. and then there's more stuff.#maybe i'll keep it open just in case the urge strikes me to continue it eventually.#and if it never does. i might make a 4th chapter that outlines the eventual plans i had for the fic. so that people know at least.#ive seen that a Few times for discontinued fics.#....but the thing is i dont want to mark any of my fics discontinued!!!! theyre all my darlings!!! i want to go back to them all eventually#i'll just have to see. if a chapter 4 ends up taking several more years. well. maybe it'll be time to call it there. who fucking knows lol#i'll try to get chapter 3 finished sometime soon though. i really want to have it out already.
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whoreiaki-kakyoin · 1 year
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Fighting for my life against chat bots that have good dialogue and interactions but also have content filters to prevent nsfw.
When Leone has covered my neck in hickeys, brought me back to his room, and poured us some wine, of fucking course I’ll want to fuck him. There’s been some quality banter and he’s gone from tsundere hardass who plays hard to get to making out with me in his bed and flirting shamelessly.
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4ndeka · 1 year
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Top 10 words to say before committing war crimes
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flower-zombie-rob · 1 year
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Vent in tags
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kingbcwser · 2 years
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tag drops go brr
👑 | out of koopa troops / ooc
👑 | planning another mischief / ic
👑 | better not waste my time / asks
👑 | entertain me!... please? / memes & prompts
👑 | so long gay Bowser! / crack
👑 | glancing over the skies / dash comm
👑 | let me show you how it’s done / dash games
👑 | inside the mastermind / headcanon
👑 | even a hard shell has its weaknesses / musings
👑 | sometimes I can be the main protagonist / self promo
👑 | perhaps I treated you too harshly... / promo
👑 | listen up your little mushrooms! / psa
👑 | your king is in another castle / queue
👑 | the one and only koopa king / visage
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inkskinned · 7 months
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what is with men being mad any time a woman raises her voice where did that even come from. someone posted a video of a small electrical explosion, and the top comment was of course the woman screams. the second comment is women try not to scream challenge, level impossible. i had to go back and watch the video again. there is, somewhat fainty, a little gasp emitted off-camera, more of a yelp than a scream. it is mostly lost in the crack of the explosion. afterwards, you hear her voice, shaken, say, are you okay?
i am helping one of my friends train her voice pitch lower, because she wants to be taken seriously at work. she and i do each other's nails and talk about gender roles; and how - due to our appearance - neither of us have ever been able to be "hysterical" in public. we both appear young and sweet and feminine. she is cisgender, and cannot use her natural voice in her profession because people keep saying she appears to be "vapid". we both try to figure out if our purposeful voice lowering is technically sexist. is it promoting something when you are a victim to it?
a storm almost sends a pole through a car window. in the dashcam, you can hear the woman passenger say her partner's name twice, crying out in alarm. she sounds terrified. in the comments, she is lambasted for her lack of calm. how is that even fucking helping?
in high school, i taught myself to have a lower voice. i had been recorded when i was genuinely (and righteously) upset; and i hated how my voice sounded on the phone speakers when it was played back. i was defending my mom, and my voice cracked with emotion. it meant i was no longer winning the argument: i was just shrieking about it.
girls meet each other after a long summer and let out a little joyful scream. this usually stops around 12-14, because people will not tolerate this display of affection (as it has the effect of being passingly annoying). something about the fact that little girls can't ever even be annoying. we are trained to examine each part of our lives (even joy) for anything that could make us upsetting and disgusting. they act like teenage girls are breaking into houses and shrieking you awake at 3 in the morning. speaking as a public school educator: trust me, it's not that bad, you can just roll your eyes and move on. it does not compare to the ways boys end up being annoying: slurs in graffiti, purposefully mocking your body, following you after you said no. you know, just boy things.
there's another video of a man who is not allowed to yell in the house, so he snaps his fingers when he's excited about soccer. the comments are full of angry men, talking about how their brother is unfairly caged. let him express himself and this is terrible to do to someone. eventually the couple has to address it in a second video: they are married with a newborn baby. he was trying not to wake the infant up. there is no comment on the fact women are not allowed to yell indoors. or the fact that it could have been really alarming or triggering for his wife. sometimes i wonder if straight men even like women, if they even enjoy being in relationships with them.
for the longest time, i hated roller coasters because it always felt inappropriate and uncomfortable for me to scream. one of my friends called me on it, said it was unusual i'm so unwilling. i had to go to my therapist about it. i don't like to scream because i was not raised in a safe situation, and raising my voice would have brought unsafe attention towards me. even when i am supposed to scream, it feels shameful, guilty. i was not treated kindly, so i lack a basic form of self-protection. this is not a natural response. it is not good that in a situation of high adrenaline - i shut up about it.
something very bad is happening, i think. in between all the beauty standards and the stuff i've already discussed - this one feels new and cruel in a way i can't quite express. yes, it's scary and silencing. but there's something about how direct it is - that so many men agree with the sentiment that women should never yell, even in an emergency - it feels different.
is the word shriek gendered automatically? how about shrill or screech? in self defense class, one of the first things they tell you is to yell, as loud and as shrilly as you can. they say it will feel rude. most women will not do this. you need to practice overcoming the social pressure and just scream.
most women do not cry out, even when it's bad. we do not report it. we walk faster. we do not make a scene. what would be the point of doing anything else? no matter what we do, we don't get taken seriously. it is a joke to them. an instagram caption punchline. we have to present ourselves as silent, beautiful, captivating - "valuable."
a woman is outside watching her kids when someone throws a firecracker at them. she screams and runs towards her children. in the comments, grown men flock together in the thousands: god. women are so annoying.
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respectlcss · 3 months
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voidfell · 1 year
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rowarn · 3 months
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afab!reader, gn!reader, intoxicated sex (keegan drank a lil hehe), loud!keegan, lots of moaning, creampie, lovesick keegan, pussydrunk keegan
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Keegan who, on a normal day, would never let you hear him let loose with his moans. Its not that he's self-conscious or anything but he prefers to be able to hear you whining and whimpering.
But maybe he gets a few drinks in him, unwinds and grows complacent. His lips get loose the second he gets his cock stuffed into the tight, hot clutch of your precious cunt. 
He’s got you creaming around the base of him and he just…can’t shut up. He starts whimpering, moaning, and sighing – it’s music to your ears, actually. 
“So good,” he pants, fingers minutely trembling where he holds your hips down so he can pump his length into you with ease, “It’s so good. You’re so wet, fuck, do you know what you do to me? You drive me crazy…”
You whine his name, eyes lidded and staring up at him with that dazed, cockdrunk look on your face that you always seem to wear when he’s got you pinned underneath him – how could you not? He fucks you so, so well and he knows it.
“That’s it, baby,” he coos, voice cracking at the end when you suddenly squeeze down around him, “Keep sayin’ my name. Love hearin’ it – keep tellin’ me who it is that’s making you feel this good, hm?”
His name falls from your lips like a heavenly plea, your eyes rolling back in your head when he moans, loud and unabashed. He tosses his head back, adams apple bobbing as he struggles to swallow around the lump in his throat. 
It’s never felt this good before, he swears. Usually alcohol makes it harder for him to get off – sometimes even makes it hard for him to get hard. But something different tonight, he’s so sensitive and he can feel how full his balls are and all he can think about is pumping a dozen loads into you until they’re completely empty. 
He needs it. He needs you.
“Love you so much,” he pants, body collapsing onto yours, chest to chest as his hips pitifully rabbit into you, barely even pulling out before he’s humping the length back into you, “Love you, fuck, I love you.”
You cry his name, nails scraping down his back as your entire body twitches. You can’t escape the stimulation with his weight pressed down on you the way it is. You can’t push him away for a break, you can’t get respite from the overwhelming stimulation of his cock pumping into you or his pelvic bone grinding against your clit. 
It sends you hurdling over the edge terrifyingly fast. Your feet kick uselessly against the back of his thighs as your eyes roll back in your head. 
Keegan moans, panting and gasping into your neck where he hides his face as he feels you cum around him. It pulls his own orgasm forth and he’s spilling into you in 3 quick pumps of his hips. 
Even as his orgasm crests and fades, he doesn’t stop – keeps humping your sensitive cunt until you’re cumming again. And again. And again. 
It was going to be a long night and by now, you could barely even hear yourself over the sound of Keegan’s moaning and babbled praises.<3
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xillionreblogs · 1 year
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Ego Jinpachi flashback Ego Jinpachi flashback Ego Jinpachi flashback
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ragingbookdragon · 4 months
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She blinked in her drunken haze at the bartender who nudged a glass of water towards her; her brows drew in confusion, and he said, “Look if you want to keep paying, I’ll keep serving, but you look like you need a ride home rather than more drinks. Drink some water and find a ride.”
Throwing a poor thumbs up, she watched as he walked off and she pulled out her phone, thumbing her password in so she could go to her contacts; his was one of the first and she managed to press call, laying the phone down on the bar, her head laying atop it. They picked up on the second ring.
What.
“Lt,” she slurred. “Will you come get me?”
You’re drunk, aren’t you?
It was rhetorical, she knew that, but she responded anyway. “Yeah, drank too much.” She closed her eyes. “Will you please come get me?” she smiled when she heard the annoyed sigh come across the line. “Pleeeeeeeeeeease,” she whined.
Pay your tab and I’ll be there in a few minutes.
“You’re not going to pay it for me?”
You’re pushing your luck much farther than how much you think I actually tolerate you.
“You tolerate me more than most.”
Whatever.
The line went dead, and she fished around in her pocket for a few bills, laying them on the counter as she lifted herself up and headed for the door. As she stepped out into the night, she drifted to an enclosed corner and sat down on one of the paved bricks that extended from the outside wall, shutting her eyes as she rested her head on the cold stone. She listened as people walked past her, taking in the laughter, the random bits of conversation, sometimes arguments, and breathed deeply as her brain rolled around in her skull.
It wasn’t until she felt the shift of the moonlight from her face to shadow that she cracked an eye open and gazed up at the masked man glaring back at her. “Hi, Lt,” she murmured, and he didn’t even blink.
“C’mon.”
He turned and started walking towards the parking lot when she whined and said, “You aren’t even going to help me up?”
His feet stopped on the pavement, shoulders lifting up and down before he spun around and walked back over, holding out his hand.
“Thank you,” she chirped and took it, letting him pull her up; she didn’t let go of his hand as they walked and at one point in her drunken stumbling, he stopped and let out a tired sigh, bending his knees to kneel beside her. “What are you doing?” she asked.
“Get on,” he retorted, and she looked between his face and his back.
“You mean on your—”
“Get. On.” He growled and she hurriedly draped herself on his back, letting out a startled noise as he stood up suddenly, large hands clasped on the bottoms of her thighs as she wrapped her arms around his neck.
She blinked as she rested her head on his shoulder and murmured, “Wow, the air is so clear up here.” She heard it, the slight snort and she couldn’t help but smile as he carried her. “Lt?”
“What.”
“Thank you for coming to get me. I know I’m a pain in the ass.”
“At least you’re self-aware of how much a major pain in my arse you are. Bigger than Soap is on his worst days.”
“Now that’s just plain mean,” she mumbled, sniffling slightly. “I’m sorry.”
He stopped again and turned his head, looking at her. “I’d rather you be a pain in my arse than be nothing to me at all.”
She gazed at him with wide eyes, unable to stop her mouth from flopping open and he looked down then back to her eyes. “Really?” she asked in disbelief.
“You might be the biggest pain I’ve ever had the displeasure of having, but you’re my pain and I intend for it to stay that way.”
Her mouth shut and she melted against his back as he continued walking, gingerly snuggling closer to him, knees hugging his hips, arms tighter around him as she joked, “I love you too, Lt.”
“Nope, we’re not there yet.”
She paused, then wondered aloud, “You think we’ll ever be there one day?”
It was a long moment before he finally murmured back, “…yeah, maybe one day, pet.”
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cactusdodes · 1 year
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fairy-hub · 2 months
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“𝐚𝐰 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐬𝐥𝐮𝐭? 𝐢𝐬𝐧’𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫!”
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬! Satou turns this into a gangbang with his clones, cockwarming, breeding, fucking his cum into you, thigh fucking, begging, running away from his cock, teasing/condensing degradation/praise, using his blindfold as a collar, satoru makes a clone, double penetration (different holes), dacryphilia, daddy used once/princess/mama, a clone is fem!satoru who sits on your face (let’s say he can pick his clones gender with some practice and cause he’s gojo), tity fucking (doesn't matter your size they are rubbing their cocks on your tits anyway), Satoru had recorded a previous rounds and taken pictures, showing you the nude pictures he took
Oreo: this is so self indulgent
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“Look at you! What a pathetic little slut you are for my cock!�� Satoru shows you a shaky video of your soft cunt taking his cock. When he pulls out your cunt tugs, refusing to let him go. “I love seein’ how your lips grip my cock, doesn’t wanna let me go.”
In the video you’re loudly moaning, “Daddy! Fuck! Love your cock ‘s much please!” You shift on his softening cock making Satoru moan.
Firmly grabbing your hips, he croons. “This is my new favorite picture of your pretty cunt.” He’s spreading your lips apart, showing off your hole filled with thick white cum. “It’s my new home screen. Your face when my cock slides in is my lock screen.”
Satoru is getting harder, his cock growing in length reaching deeper. You clench his cock, wishing you could move.
He slides over to show you on your back in a mating press. There is a look of pure satisfaction and pleasure on your face. “This one is my new lock screen.”
Satoru swipes over to a video showing his pale pink tip nudging your lips apart. Clenching Satoru’s hardening cock watching the recorded one glide into you. “Fuck me, please all I can think about is your hard cock.” Grinding your hips rubbing your soft wet cunt on his long, hard cock. He sets his phone aside on the bed.
He croons, “Such a pathetic slut thinking with your cunt.” Squeezing your throat, and tightening his grasp on your hip. He gets on his knees and bends you over shoving you face-first into the bed.
Satoru props a leg up, slipping his blindfold off. “Since you’re such a cock loving whore here’s another one.” Yanking up your hair, there is a clone of Satoru kneeling on the bed. His hard cock close to your mouth.
The real Satoru slips the black blindfold over your head. Once around your neck, he twists the fabric choking you. Your cunt clenches Satoru’s hard long cock.
He groans, “Should’ve thought about using this as a collar sooner.” The clone nudges your lips, gliding his cock in when you part your lips. Satoru rocks his hips, your cheeks jiggle and clap as he roughly fucks your soft wet cunt.
Your body bounces in between both cocks. Satoru hard thrusts forcing the other Satoru’s cock into your mouth. It’s erotic to be trapped between your boyfriends as they fuck your soft wet holes with little mercy.
The clone insists, “Fuck her harder, our cocksleeve can take it.” It’s cock is deep in your throat when he pulls his hand back and roughly cracks you across the face. Your cheek stinging, your cunt clenching the real Satoru’s hard cock.
He tugs on the blindfold and straightens your body. Reminding you, “Slap his thigh three times for us to stop.” You grab the clone’s thighs and dig your nails in.
You want a greater pleasure than your body can handle. He’s more than your cunt can handle. You want Satoru so badly sometimes you can't think straight.
Their breathy moans and needy whines almost drowning out the squelching if your soaking wet cunt. Your slick dripping down your thighs. “You’re a needy slut with a greedy cunt that's sucking me in deep, gripping me tight.”
He roughly slaps your ass then groans, “Love watching your cheeks jiggle.” Leaving both cheeks stinging with two more harsh slaps. “Fuck princess, fuck mama, you feel too fuckin’ good.” You clench his cock and he whines.
Satoru croons, “It’s so fuckin’ sexy seeing my pretty pale cock going in your soft cunt, feeling how warm n’ wet you are for me.” He summons three more clones, who climb onto the bed with their cocks hard, their tips wet with pre-cum.
Two clones both grab a hand and spit into your palm. Wrapping your fist around their cocks and guiding your strokes. Your body is too limp to move on your own.
Satoru lets the blindfold go and the clone quickly pulls out to stroke his cock. You open your mouth, roughly trying to catch your breath. Whilst thick warm cum hits your face and tounge in short spurts.
The clone nudges your cheek with his softening cock smearing his cum. He croons, “Does it feel good to be my dirty pretty whore?” His harsh slap to your face, and Satoru harsh thrusts making you cry.
Your eyes stinging with tears. “Aw gonna cry already?” Satoru spits on your face, smiling when the tears trickle down. “Keep crying like that n’ ya gonna make my cock hard again.” He grabs your hair and pulls your head up for a passionate kiss.
There are two hands on your hips, the real Satoru is roughly fucking your soft cunt into cumming on his cock. Whilst three clones grope and fondle your breasts, playing with your nipples.
You cream on Satoru’s hard cock, your thighs tremble and you twist your hips away. Your soaking wet cunt squechling. “Are you really cumming thus easily? Such a slutty pretty cunt”
You hear a woman’s sweet voice, “I want to rub my cunt on her’s after you cum in her. Let’s find out if I can squirt into her cum filled cunt.” Satoru glides his cock out with a soft pop. He turns your your head to look at clone different from the rest.
Beautiful, familiar yet you’ve never seen her before. She short fluffy white hair, and fat soft tits. She pinches one of her soft nipples, smirking at you.
She croons, “Your Satoru looks beautiful, don't I?” She turns around and bends over, spreading her cheeks apart. Her soft pink cunt is sloppy wet. “Watching you get fuck is getting me soaking wet.” She curls a long thing finger into herself.
You moan, “Please mama, daddy, nnn fuck! ” Satoru chuckles. “Want all of you to fuck me till Im about to fall asleep. Please I'm such a needy slut!”
She walks closer with a blindfold and vibrator in hand. “It’s pathetic how horny we can get you, make you our mindless little slut who only thinks with her cunt.” The clone in front steps away, the other two letting go. Satoru lays down with your soft body resting on top.
He firmly holds onto your hips keeping you from squirming. “.” She climbed onto the bed leaning down putting her soft breasts in your face.
You groan sucking on her soft pink nipple. She places the vibrator on your sensitive clit. Your cunt spasms around Satoru’s hard cock. “Beg for my soft cunt.” A clone closes your legs, trapping the toy between.
Biting on her soft nipple, flicking it with your tongue when she whines. You let go, pleading with Satoru “Please mama lemme eat your cunt into a sloppy mess. I wanna know how you taste, please mama sit on my face and smother me.” She slips Satoru’s blindfold off of you, putting it back onto the original Satoru.
She straddles your face trapping your between Satoru’s chest and her soft wet cunt. Opening your mouth and gliding your tongue through Satoru’s soft lips.
Stroking her clit with your tongue, she rocks her hips softly whining. Satoru groans, “It’s so hot seeing you eat me out.” He lets your thighs go and grabs the clone’s to keep her steady.
A clone holds your thighs together and gliding his cock inbetween. “Her thighs are so fucking wet cause of her messy cunt, perfect for fucking.” Two cocks nudge your soft nipples. Then one softly slaps the right while the other rubs his cockhead.
Her soft ass on your face keeps you from being able to see. All there is are her soft cheek, soaking wet cunt. And their warm cocks, in your cunt, between your thighs, grinding on your breasts.
Satoru suggests, “I should have a clone record this. You can masturbate to yourself getting gangbanged by me.”
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