Pussyjob With Gorou Only It's Ur Clit On His Knot

pussyjob with gorou only it's ur clit on his knot

being wrapped in gorou's arms was the most comfortable, safest place you could be. he smelled sweet and he was so warm and loving, giving you the loveliest kisses and squeezing you tightly in a hug from time to time just to remind you that he was there.

what you loved even more was when you were both completely bare while you were in his lap, his arms wrapped around your waist with one strong hand splayed over your back, gently caressing your spine in encouragement.

having his reassuring touches on your body urged you to quicken the pace against him; his cock flat on his belly with your perfect cunt spread open on him, leaving sticky slick behind as you rubbed against his length.

there was an indiscernible swell at the base of him that you couldn't resist humping your hard little clit against. the action had gorou keening immediately, eyes rolling back as he nails bit into your skin in response.

"c-careful, baby," he whimpers, his back arching just slightly when you continue rocking against the hard swell of his knot, "i-it's sensitive..."

you lean back, bracing your weight against his strong thighs, giving him the complete and perfect view of your pretty body. your tits sway with the movements of your hips so enticingly that he can't resist cupping them in his hands. your own come up to place your hands over his, fastening your pace over his knot.

he whimpers loudly, completely unashamed by the pleasure he's feeling. when he looks down his cock visibly twitches against this stomach as the sight of your sticky folds spread wide and your clit grinding against the swell of his knot.

you're either an angel sent to bless him or you're a punishment sent to absolutely ruin him.

and with the way you're cumming all over his knot so hard that he can feel your clit pulse against him, head tossed back so your throat is exposed — he's pretty sure it's the latter.

with the sight of you coming undone atop him, looking so pretty and vulnerable, he can't help but reach his own end. it's embarrassing, cumming do easily just from having his sweet lover humping his knot but when he can see how you've creamed a gooey mess just for him, he can't hold it back.

cum spits from his cock, an obscene amount that spills all over his bare stomach and chest, some even shooting all the way to his face but he doesn't care, not when you're whimpering and riding him through his high like the precious thing you are. <3

@xiax // do not modify or repost

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