So I Have Almost 80 Followers...

So I have almost 80 followers...

Thank you for following me and supporting my work. 🥺🙏

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ALMOST 135 FOLLOWERS!

Seriously, thank you all so much for liking my work enough to follow me!

I might cry if I reach 200...

So I have almost 80 followers...

Thank you for following me and supporting my work. 🥺🙏

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everyone stop what you are doing the little one is vibing ～(꒪꒳꒪)～

[7:26 PM]

member: bang christopher chan

category: smut

word count: 317

rating: 18+

warning(s): cursing, unprotected sex (wrap before you tap), spanking

"Damn you and these tight-ass leggings of yours," Chan groans, clutching your hips like a vice while he bucks into you from behind. Currently, you're bent over your dinner table, the one where you eat breakfast, lunch, and supper with Chan, your gray and silver leggings and panties pooled at your feet, your boyfriend behind you, railing you like no tomorrow.

You helplessly whine while you search for something to cling to, but the smooth table provides no purchase. The best thing you can do is pin yourself to it for dear life while Chan utterly destroys your pussy, which is sopping wet from his antics the moment you stepped through the front door, home from the gym. You wearing leggings is one of Chan's greatest weaknesses. He absolutely loves how the tight material hugs your gorgeous body, enunciating your waist, rounding your ass and hips, and making your legs appear absolutely delightful.

"C-Chan," you whine, lifting your slumping ass, squeaking as your action is rewarded with a harsh smack on your ass. "I-I'm gonna cum!"

Just as you about to tip into the pool of euphoria waiting below, Chan suddenly withdraws his cock from you, leaving you empty. You pound the table with your fists in protest, glaring back at your boyfriend over your shoulder.

"The fuck?" you snap. "I was about to-"

The darkness in his eyes stops you. Your mouth slams shut, and your cheeks flush red. You're in big trouble now, and you know it. You know there's no way out of the punishment you're about to receive.

"You were about to cum, hm?" Chan echoes, leaning down and forcing your feet out of the mound of clothes beneath you. You squeak as he sweeps you into his arms and carries you to the bedroom. "Who said you were in charge of your orgasms? Looks like I need to remind you some manners."

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