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Toji was stressed. He may not look like it, but that stinky man with tits was absolutely, thoroughly stressed. And like any sane person would do, he goes to a strip club.

Somehow, neither his dick or brain found any peace. The music was booming and his eyes hurt from the lights. As much of a hit his ego got, he moved out of there, almost skulking at the fact that he was getting old. Old old.

His next destination was an old, quiet pub just a few meters away. Much calmer and if he was lucky some lost bimbo chick would be there.

When he gets in though he doesn't expect to see you, someone who looked too young to be surrounded by a bunch of old hags. With a smirk and intention in mind he makes his way to you, ready to play the hero.

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Since that night Toji found himself coming to you almost every other night.

"Look at me, doll. Tell me what a slut you are f'me.~♡ or is your pretty head too fucked up, hah?"

𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑡 was easy to answer.

You should've been ashamed, but in those moments all you could feel was Toji's cock kissing your cervix and making a mess out of your pussy.

There was a mix of slick and cum running down your thighs and hickeys adorning your breasts. All because of one wrong glance the man fucking rearranging your guts you from behind shot you.

His hips stutter as he cums for the uptenth time, before pulling out of your clenching pussy. You saw as white cum oozed out of yourself before a finger was shoved in your mouth.

"Suck." At least he had forgotten about the answer he asked earlier. You comply nonetheless and not long after he's impaling you on his cock once again.

Your pleas of mercy turn into a whine as he stops completely. He smirks before putting your legs over his shoulders and thrusting his cock inside you again with a snap of his hips.

A moan is all you can manage to get out before a harsh slap of his hand lands on your ass, bringing tears to your eyes.

"Oh, you cryin'? C'mon i thought you were better 'en that, doll."

A string of "no!"'s and " sorry!"'s leave your lips before his hips start moving again, seemingly satisfied.

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