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GOJO SATORU

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It's 3 am and you are suddenly visited by a drunk GOJO SATORU after a painful breakup... [PART 1]

🔞 WARNING! NOT SUITABLE FOR MINORS 🔞

In your apartment building, as the loud thuds echo throughout the halls, you stir awake. Rubbing the sleep from your eyes, you throw off the covers and swing your legs over the edge of the bed. Glancing at the clock, you realize it's just three in the morning - far too early for anyone to be visiting unless it's an emergency. Feeling groggy and irritable from being woken up at such an ungodly hour, you stumble out of your room, still dressed in the comfortable clothes you wore earlier - a loose t-shirt and shorts. As you approach the door, you growl under your breath at whatever idiot thinks it's okay to disturb someone's peace at this time of night.

“Who’s there?” Peering through the peephole, you're met with Sapphire-blue eyes and flushed cheeks belonging to none other than Satoru Gojo – your ex-boyfriend. Your heart pounds against your ribcage the moment you see him. Memories flood back – memories of laughter, joy, and passion shared between the two of you. Standing there, flanked by shadows cast by the dim lighting in the hallway, drunken despair painted upon his features.

But you know Gojo too well that he hates alcohol unless... For a moment, pity washes over you, replacing any lingering anger or resentment. Feeling a pang in your chest, you push aside thoughts of why he might be here and decide to check him. Unlocking the door gently, you crack it open wide enough for him to step inside.

“Satoru?”

Despite his usual poise and grace, the liquor has rendered him wobbly, making it difficult for him to maintain balance as he leans heavily upon the doorframe for support. His bright blue eyes are clouded over with sorrow, giving away a hint of vulnerability that you've rarely seen in him. His tousled white hair sticks up haphazardly in places where it's normally neatly styled. Gojo’s zipped-up jacket is halfway open revealing a disarrayed white shirt underneath, indicating that he may have arrived directly from whatever establishment served him alcohol prior to coming here. In short, he looks utterly destroyed emotionally and physically.

"Pathetic, isn't I?" he slurs, a distinct smell of alcohol wafting from his direction. His lips curl into a half-smirk, attempting to mask the pain beneath.

After a moment of hesitation, you respond coolly, "I guess congratulations are in order then. You've managed to make yourself look pitiful while also trying my patience." You cross your arms over your chest, trying to appear unaffected by his presence despite the lingering feelings that still surface whenever he's near.

Gojo chuckled and put his hand on the door, pushing it wider. “I missed you though...so much,” he said. His eyes wandered over your body for a moment, still smirking. “Maybe I missed the way you look…in your little baggy shirt and shorts. You’re so cute in that…”

Blushing deeply, you feel torn between irritation and surprise when your ex-boyfriend compliments your attire. Despite knowing better, his words affect you more than you'd like to admit. “You're drunk so you need to go home now," you said with a bit of annoyance in your tone. As you tried to close the door, his sudden grip stopped it from shutting completely, preventing him from leaving. His grip was surprisingly strong for someone who appeared intoxicated.

Gojo’s blue eyes bore into yours, filled with raw emotion that you couldn't decipher – anger? Sadness? Desperation? "C’mon, just a little chat," he slurred, his words laced with venom.

“I still have work tomorrow. I need sleep." You tried to close the door again. Once more, his strength halted your progress, blocking you from escaping his gaze.

"You need sleep?" He slurred out again, a smirk pulling at the sides of his mouth. His eyes were full of mischievousness. His head tilted and he stood directly in front of you. "I'll tell you a secret."

A giggle escaped him. "Secret is, I can make you feel things that are the opposite of sleep. You know, things that I used to do to you when you were still my fuck toy."

As soon as the words left Gojo’s lips, you felt a surge of hurt and anger course through you. Without thinking, your hand flew forward, slapping him hard across the face. The sound resonated throughout the room, echoing off the walls. For a brief moment, shock registered on Satoru's face before it transformed into something else - amusement, perhaps? Or was it pleasure?

Regardless, it ignited a fire within you that banished any remaining traces of warmth and attraction. Your fists clenched at your sides as you glared at him through teary eyes. "You just love hurting me, don’t you?" Your voice cracked and you immediately looked away the moment your tears began to fall. “Just leave now…please…”

Feeling a heavy pang in his chest, Gojo wanted to reach out to gently wipe away the tears streaming down your face but he stopped himself. You’re right. He has been hurting you and he loathes himself for that. “You want me to leave.” He kept his voice at a low volume.

“But it’s perfectly fine when you invite and see him?” He spat the word ‘him’ which made you look back at him in surprise.He took a step closer to you, towering over your petite frame. As your ex loomed over you, his mix of emotions became increasingly palpable. His cologne, usually subtle and refined, was tainted with the lingering scent of liquor.

It was sharp yet strangely enticing, a reflection of his conflicted state of mind. His breath brushed against your face, hot and unsteady, causing you to involuntarily lean backward, seeking distance from the intense sensations it stirred within you. “What are you talking about?” The room seemed to grow smaller and smaller as Satoru continued to bore his gaze into yours.

“You know very well what I’m talking about.” He took a deep breath and his agitation seemed to fade a bit, now that he had your attention. His expression softened, but there was a cold and hard look on his face. “Don’t act stupid, y/n. I watched you two in the parking area earlier. You were kissing each other like you used to with me…”

You froze, caught off guard by the sudden confession. His eyes flashed with jealousy, causing your heart to race uncontrollably. "S-So what if I did?" Your voice is shaky while you meet your ex’s intense ocean-blue eyes with your own dauntless gaze. "I…I can kiss whoever I want because I'm not yours anymore!"

“Not mine anymore…” Gojo repeated, a humorless chuckle coming from him. With no warning, he reached out and grabbed you, pulling you close. Before you knew it, your back was against the door as he pinned you there, trapping you between his arms and the solid wood. You could feel the heat radiating off his body, and despite yourself, your heart began to race faster than before at his proximity. “But I hate seeing you with another guy.”

He paused for a moment, letting the silence fill the room. The alcohol was still messing with him, obviously, which was making him unreasonable. “I hate seeing you with anyone that isn’t me…” Yes. He hated that you were with someone else, and he hated the fact that there was another guy in that picture.

You could feel his jealousy wafting in the air. He hated this. He hated that you had moved on and found someone else. You had moved on, but he hadn’t and he resented it.

"It's not your concern anymore. You left me, remember?" You winced, feeling the pressure built up inside your chest as the painful memories threatened to consume you completely.

“I know and I do remember.” Gojo’s eyes dropped as a look of guilt dawned on his face. He was silent for a moment, then looked up at you again. “How could I forget when it hurts so much…” Gently like a feather, he caresses your cheek with his thumb.

“I know it’s not my business anymore but I’d be lying if I said I was okay with you two. I just…I miss you a lot…and it’s killing me…”

Gojo suddenly grabbed you and pulled you close to him in an instant. His grip on you was tight enough to cause some pain, and you felt a hand on your hips pressing you against him. You could smell the alcohol on his breath, but even though he was drunk, he seemed to know exactly what he was doing. His grip on your hips was tight as he leaned his head close to your shoulders.

“Do you…do you love him?” His voice was a murmur as he spoke.

“Yes…” Your voice is barely above a whisper. As you stood there, trying to convince yourself that you didn't love Satoru, a knot formed in your stomach. Deep down, you knew it was a lie. Every time his name was mentioned, every time you saw him or heard about his exploits, your heart ached with a mixture of longing and fear.

“Do you love him more than me?” He looked down at you from his height. His expression is soft as he studies your face in an almost thoughtful way. He seemed to stare at you as if he wanted to read through your soul with those Sapphire eyes that you always love.

“Yes…”

Fuck. If you are purposefully causing him pain by your words, then you are succeeding. That hurt, and you could tell from his expression. His eyebrows furrowed, and his arms around your waist tightened even further. His grip was now almost uncomfortably tight.

“Is there…is there any part of you left that still loves me?” Feeling a surge of sadness and despair at his words, you lowered your head involuntarily, hiding all your emotions and the truth. He seemed to tense again when you stayed silent. He stared, trying to read your expression. “Look at me when I’m talking to you,” he said, and his voice was sharp this time.

“I said look at me!” Gojo said again, a demand. You were being stubborn and he wasn’t going to give up until you looked at him. He was starting to get angry, and he didn’t know what to do with all the feelings he had inside of him. His other hand moved to your chin and he forced you to look up at him.

In a fierce burst of emotion, you threw caution to the wind and lifted your eyes to meet your ex’s pleading gaze. Your voice trembled with hurt and agony as you declared, "My love for you has gone…" Your words echoed through the room, causing a painful silence to fall between you. “Right now…I don’t feel—”

It happened so quickly, that you hardly had time to register what was happening. You were mid-sentence when Gojo’s lips pressed against yours, and he kissed you with all his strength. All the pent-up feelings of frustration, anger, jealousy, love, and more spilled out into a single kiss. His lips moved against yours with speed as he pulled you against him, his strong grip on your waist was still tight. “Shut up…” he said against your lips, his voice taking a calmer but firm tone now.

“I don't want to hear it.” Satoru caught hold of one of your wrists when you tried to push him away. His lips landed on yours again but harder and with more passion this time. He felt desperate in a way, almost like a man with nothing to lose. He was a lot more passionate than normal.

Satoru Gojo’s kisses were filled with hunger and want, reflecting the deep longing he felt for you. His tongue delved into your mouth with a fervor that surprised even him as if trying to claim you as his own despite your protests. His hands roamed over your body, grabbing hold of anything they could reach, pulling you closer to him each time you tried to pull away. He needed this connection; he needed to show you that he wasn't ready to give up yet. Despite your initial resistance, the feeling of his lips pressed against yours ignited a spark within you.

Part of you wanted to resist and push him away, but another part relished in the familiar heat that consumed you both. As his hand groped at your breast under the thin fabric of your shirt, you tried your hardest to stifle a moan, trying to maintain your composure. Letting out a low growl, Gojo broke the kiss suddenly. "Shit," he swore, his eyes widening in realization you’re not wearing a bra.  Your fingers dug into his shoulders, not wanting to give in entirely but finding it difficult to deny the pleasure coursing through your body.

With every passing second, it became harder to distinguish between resistance and submission as his persistent advances began to break down your defenses. Finally, your body gave in to the intense sensations building within you. The mix of anger, confusion, and desire made it impossible to hold onto your defenses any longer. You found yourself melting into the embrace, returning his passionate kisses with equal fervor. Your hands tangled in his hair, holding him close as you lost yourself in the pleasure he provided.

For the briefest of moments, you forgot about the pain he had caused and focused solely on the pleasure he was giving you. “Satoru!” You moaned his name while your hands trailed down his chest to grip the front of his zipped-up jacket, growing more daring as the pleasure intensified.

"God, y/n..." Satoru groaned, then breathlessly, he whispered against your lips, "I want you right now..."

[To be continued…]

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When GOJO SATORU sets his mind to eating a woman out, he proves to be a master of female pleasure...

🔞 WARNING! NOT SUITABLE FOR MINORS 🔞

He would usually start by wrapping one powerful arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him, while his other hand firmly grips your upper leg near the knee. Using his considerable strength, he tilts your pelvis towards him, effectively opening you up wider. Given access to your juicy pussy, he wastes no time diving in, utilizing his long tongue to gently lick the outer lips. Soon his hands move down and using his thumbs, he parts your folds, exposing your swollen clit.

"You're so turned on for me, aren't you?" Gojo teasingly commented with a devilish grin stretching across his face.

Your boyfriend continues where he left off and teases your sensitive nub with flicks of his tongue before circling it expertly, applying just enough pressure to draw forth delicious sounds of arousal from you. Meanwhile, his pointer finger dives deep inside your tight hole, finding your G-spot and massaging it in sync with his actions on your clit. Determined to bring you to your breaking point, Gojo adds a second finger, curling them both to reach deeper inside you. As his tongue batters your clitoris with quick, sharp flicks, he starts thrusting his fingers in and out of you with increasing speed and force. The combined sensations are so overwhelming that your inner walls clench around his digits.

"Oh, Toru," you cry out. "I can't handle anymore, please, no more!" But your plea rings hollow in the air as he redoubles his efforts, determined to bring you crashing wave after wave till you’re totally spent.

Your body quakes underneath him, the pleasure building to dangerous levels. Each time you get close to climaxing, Gojo Satoru withdraws his fingers and plunges them back in, maintaining a brutal pace that leaves you gasping for air. Despite enjoying the intensity of his ministrations, you instinctively close your legs when you feel like you cannot handle any more pleasure. Whenever you try to close your legs, he responds by harshly pushing them apart. His hands grip your thighs tightly, digging his fingers into your flesh.

“I decide when it’s time to let you go so learn to obey when I tell you to keep these beautiful legs open.”

Gojo’s words resonate through the room, filling it with an unspoken expectation of obedience. Now with his hands both busy holding your legs apart, he launches into a fierce assault on your drooling entrance with his tongue. He hums appreciatively as you writhe beneath him, savoring the sweet taste of your juices. His cock grows harder behind his pants when your powerful scent invades his nostrils, a mix of innocence and arousal unique to you.

With powerful thrusts, he drives his tongue into your hole, reaching deep to stimulate your inner walls. His teeth scrape against your sensitive skin, adding a hint of pain to the mix as he speeds up, thrusting harder and faster. Your juices coat his tongue, fueling his desire even more as he takes control of your body, leaving you moaning loudly and squirming beneath him.

“Aaahh~ Oh yeah, fuck yeah! Your tongue feels so good! Yes, right there, hit that spot again! More please, oh fuck! Mmmph! Harder, please! I'm so close! Uhnnngghhhh!... Oh god, I'm going to cum! Keep going! Don’t stop! Yes, right there! F-FUCK!”

As your boyfriend gazes at you with his Sapphire blue eyes, a hint of amusement crosses his features whenever you squirm or cry out in pleasure. It feeds into his ego, knowing that he's capable of reducing such a strong, independent woman to quivering rubble beneath him. Gojo lets out a deep guttural groan when he feels your walls begin to spasm, squeezing his tongue intensely. Your initial reaction is shock followed closely by extreme ecstasy. You let out a long, loud moan as waves of climax washed over you.

You arch your back, your hands tangled in his hair as you writhe beneath Gojo Satoru’s expert tongue: your entire body tenses, every muscle straining. The waves of pleasure crash over you like never before, your breath coming in ragged gasps. You’re utterly spent, limp and trembling under his attentions. Your inner walls are milking while his tongue is still invading greedily after he just sent you into paroxysms of delight you never knew were possible.

"Give me that tight hole, baby girl! I need to fill it up with my cock!" Gojo Satoru grins wickedly. Without waiting for a reply, he rolls you onto your stomach, placing your hands against the mattress for support. Positioning himself behind you, he grips your hips firmly before thrusting deeply into your well-used passage.

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New Jujutsu Kaisen Promotional Video Featuring GOJO SATORU

You are always a winner in our hearts. 💙

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QUESTION: Lights on or lights off?

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ANSWER: If it’s Gojo Satoru, I definitely would prefer the lights on. I mean, he has a very stunning body, captivating blue eyes, and an impressive fuckpole, who wouldn't want to see them in clear view???

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In case you haven't realized it yet, you fell in love with Gojo Satoru's personality first before his good looks.

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It's past midnight and GOJO SATORU misses you so much.

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Gojo Satoru tossed and turned, his eyes heavy with exhaustion yet plagued by thoughts of you. Your soft skin, tantalizing scent, and the way you eagerly submit to him – everything about you ignited a fire within him that refused to die down. He understands perfectly well why you have been absent for the past week, considering your own high-profile job. You too, like him, are required to travel extensively for work, meeting deadlines, and attending crucial events in your role. Your respective careers often keep both of you separated, but Gojo always makes sure to prioritize his relationship with you. He communicates regularly via phone calls and video chats, sharing stories and experiences and discussing plans for the next rendezvous.

But tonight, you cannot call him back due to an unexpected engagement that cropped up. A close friend and colleague of yours has confided in you about a personal matter requiring immediate attention, and since you value loyalty highly, you feel obligated to provide support and guidance to your friend during this difficult time. Accepting the situation gracefully, Gojo empathizes with your predicament. Recognizing your loyal nature, he respects your decision to put others before yourself. But your boyfriend knew all too well the agony of separation from you. Even though he understood your responsibility and felt proud of your dedication to friendship, it didn't mean the desire inside him subsided.

Every passing moment without you fueled the fire of Gojo Satoru’s lust, turning him into a quivering mess of needs and wants. Earlier, he tried to distract himself by watching anime. Every night, he’s also resorting to late-night workouts to release some built-up energy and tension caused by the prolonged separation. But his thoughts continually wander back to missed conversations and the anticipation of seeing you again. The absence of your presence only amplifies erotic fantasies, leading to an insatiable craving for your company.

"Fuck, y/n," he groaned, feeling lost and frustrated. He can’t believe how turned on he is right now. "I can't stop thinking about you. Your tight pussy, your perfect ass... I want to fuck every inch of you until you scream my name." Unable to take it anymore, Gojo decides to indulge in a bit of self-gratification. Plopping down on the bed, he props himself up using several fluffy pillows against the headboard then he reaches down and undoes his sweatpants.

Your boyfriend’s already hard and thick cock springs free, bouncing excitedly against his stomach as pre-cum leaks from its tip. Placing one hand around the base, he starts to stroke himself, feeling the familiar heat spreading throughout his lower abdomen. As Gojo continues, his mind wanders to the seductive image of your rounded breasts. He vividly recalls how they would jiggle and bounce while you’re riding his dick. A surge of desire courses through him, causing his cock to twitch and throb even more.

Taking the head of his shaft with his fingers, he begins to tease it, running his pointer over the sensitive glans before gently applying pressure. “Ungh…your pretty pussy so wet for me baby…” In his mind, Gojo Satoru positions himself over your sensitive clit, rubbing the sensitive tip of his cock against it in circular motions. Each flick and swirl sends waves of pleasure coursing through him, making it harder to concentrate on anything else except for the sensation.  "Open wide, baby girl…stretch your fold…yes, just like that...” Moans escape his lips as he gradually increases the intensity.

Feeling his need escalate, Gojo slows down his pace, deliberately dragging his fingers slowly along the length of his shaft. Moving steadily downwards, he squeezes his length, feeling the velvety softness give way to the firmness beneath. He closes his eyes and recalls the way you would tighten around him during sex, moaning uncontrollably as he filled you completely. His breathing becomes ragged and uneven. The sticky residue of his precum oozes freely from the tip of his shaft, acting as natural lubrication.

“You want my cock, baby? Come and get it! Ride me hard!”

Picturing himself buried inside you while you ride your boyfriend’s cock with abandon, he picks up the pace, stroking himself hard and fast as his desire intensifies. His long legs kick slightly as the image of your wet pussy stretches in front of him, accommodating his massive girth easily but still producing a slight suction sensation that drives him wild. “I love watching you take my cock like a champ baby girl…keep pushing me to the edge…keep pushing me!” As Gojo continued to fantasize about you, his movements grew more aggressive and primal. He gripped his cock tighter, stroking it faster and harder, growling low in his throat as he lost himself in the sensation.

"Ahh, y/n!" he cries out. "You're killing me! Fuck, yes! That's it, baby! Take everything I've got!"

There's a slippery, slurping sound as Gojo Satoru vigorously strokes himself. His hand moved at breakneck speed to bring himself closer to climax. Every glide leaves a wet, glistening trail on his sensitive skin, mingling with the copious amounts of precum produced by his aroused state. His hand becomes increasingly messy as he gets faster, creating a wet slapping noise against his stomach. He’s still imagining you riding his cock but your movements are hungrier this time. Your breasts are bouncing and your loud moans fill the room.

With his free hand, he lifts his shirt slightly, exposing his defined abs, remembering how much you love putting your palms flat against them as you ride him with abandon. “Oh, gods!! Shiiiiiiit!!!” Grunting with effort, he leans back on the bed, arching his back slightly as he takes himself closer to the edge. “Your pussy was made for my cock, yeah?  Just like that...oh god yes...harder, faster...ride that dick... don't stop!” Gojo’s voice changes, taking on a strained, almost pained quality.

His eyes roll back in pleasure while his muscles tense throughout his body, and beads of sweat form along his brow. Your boyfriend’s feral growls become more frequent, almost animalistic in nature. His handsome face starts to contort. "I'm close, baby! Oh god, I'm gonna cum! Fffuuuccckkkk!!!”

As Gojo succumbs to the intense release, he lets loose a series of deep, guttural groans and grunts. His pupils contract, nearly disappearing as Sapphire blue irises expand, giving off an otherworldly glow. Gojo Satoru’s entire body seizes up, shaking uncontrollably from the force of his orgasm. His muscles are knots of tension, quivering as they struggle to relax. Each tremor sends jolts of pleasure through him, prolonging the intensity of his climax.

His legs twitch and kick feebly, adding to the rhythmic movement of his hips. Gojo releases his pent-up load, his cock throbbing as thick, steaming ropes of cum erupt from its tip. Each strand shoots out a significant distance, splattering against his chest, stomach, and bed below. The eruption itself is so forceful that for a brief moment, he blacks out. The smell of sex fills the air, mixing with your boyfriend’s unique scent that creates an intoxicating blend.

“Damn, y/n…” His chest heaves up and down, and he runs a shaky hand through his disheveled snow-white hair. The intensity of the experience gradually begins to subside. Slowly he comes back to reality. Just as Gojo is about to doze off, his phone vibrates. He picked it up from the nightstand and read a short message from you.

“I KNOW YOU’RE STILL AWAKE. MAKE SURE THE BED IS CLEAN. SEE YOU IN FIFTEEN MINUTES.”

Gojo's heart sinks. He fully understands the meaning of your text and is aware that you know him too well to be accurately assessing what he’s been doing. The thought of facing your wrath makes him tremble with fear. Quickly, he jumps out of bed. "Damn it," he curses under his breath, glancing at the clock, realizing that he’ll be doing laundry at 2 AM.

The bed looked worse than ever; sheets were strewn about, his sweatpants were still on the floor, and worst of all - the obvious evidence of his recent actions lay waiting for your discovery. In a mad dash, he began gathering laundry, straightening up the room, and scrubbing anything that might retain traces of his erotic adventures. As he works, he can't help but chuckle at the irony of the situation - here he is, Japan's most powerful sorcerer and proud owner of Six Eyes and Limitless, scrambling to clean up his own mess from masturbating.

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When GOJO SATORU is consumed by jealousy...

When Gojo Satoru is consumed by jealousy, his usually calm and composed exterior gives way to a tumultuous storm of emotions. His nostrils flare slightly, drawing in quick breaths as he struggles to contain his rage. His pupils dilate, reflecting the intensity of his feelings. His jaw tightens, causing a prominent muscle to flex beneath his skin. A vein throbs on his forehead, signaling the internal battle he wages against his jealous instincts. His hands ball into fists as he fights the urge to lash out.

During an argument fueled by jealousy in a nightclub, Gojo finally admits, "I know it's pathetic, but seeing you enjoy yourself with another guy like that... it drives me insane with jealousy.” His voice cracks slightly, revealing the vulnerability hidden beneath his usually confident exterior. “I've always been jealous, y/n. Every time I see another guy look at you, it drives me crazy. And now... seeing you dance so closely with him... it's killing me." He takes a deep breath, trying to calm down. "It's just... when I think about you laughing and enjoying yourself with another guy, it brings out the worst in me."

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Hungry Devourer

█▓▒▒░░░"LET ME TASTE YOU."░░░▒▒▓█

"Crawl up my body and sit on my face." A wicked smile spread across Gojo Satoru’s lips. You share an intense sexual encounter in Satoru's bedroom. After engaging in various acts of foreplay, you become highly aroused and climax multiple times from his skilled touch.

Finally, with your pussy glistening with juices, you position yourself above Satoru's face, ready to experience his expertise in oral pleasure. You lower yourself onto his waiting lips, moaning loudly as you surrender completely to the man you love. Letting out a deep groan, he pressed his face deeper into your folds, taking your clit and your soaked entrance into his mouth simultaneously. "Your pussy tastes just as sweet as it looks," he murmured. Using both hands, he spread your labia apart, exposing your pink interior to his hungry gaze.

With a growl of desire, he plunged his tongue deep into your core, flicking and exploring every inch of you. His fingers found your clit, stimulating it expertly as he continued to feast on your juices. He could hear your moans of pleasure, encouraging him to push further, to give you the ultimate orgasm.

“Please, Satoru... I need to come. Make me cum with your tongue... I know you can do it...” Your voice is pleading, desperate for release.

“God, I love hearing you beg for it, baby girl.” Satoru’s tongue swirled around your sensitive nub while his fingers probed further inside you, seeking your G-spot. As you sat on your boyfriend’s face, his nostrils were filled with the sweet scent of your arousal, fueling his desire even more. His fingers found your G-spot easily, and he massaged it rhythmically, his free hand groping your round ass cheek. He increased the suction on your clit, causing you to squirm and whimper above him.

Throughout it all, he maintained eye contact with you, relishing the vulnerability and trust you displayed by sitting on his face. "Yes, Satoru!" you cry out, your voice raw and filled with desire. "Just like that! Suck me harder! Make me cum all over your face!" Your hips buck against his face, seeking more friction and contact as you near your peak.

"F-Fuck, y/n!" he grunts, pushing his face deeper into your folds. "You know just how to push my buttons." Feeling your warm and wet pussy pressing against his face triggers his own arousal, and within moments, his already hard shaft throbs, straining against his pants. “Keep giving it to me, baby!”

“YES, YES, YESSSSSSSSS!" With a determined thrust, you force your swollen folds into your boyfriend's mouth, moaning loudly as you take control of the encounter. “B-BABE, I'M CUMMING! I'M CUMMING! I'M-AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” Your entire body convulses as wave after wave of orgasmic bliss crashes over you. His muscles tense as he erupts inside his pants, coating the fabric with his warm seed. Rivulets of cum leak out around the bulge in his pants, forming an unsightly wet patch.

Your pussy milks into Satoru’s face greedily, juices spilling over his cheeks and mouth. He hungrily laps up every drop of your cunt's remaining juices. His tongue delves deep into your folds, cleaning them thoroughly as he savors the flavor. You watch him with a mix of astonishment and desire while your body is still tingling from the intense session. Once he's finished, Satoru lifts his head to meet your gaze, his eyes locked on yours, his cheeks full of your essence.

"I can't get enough of you, y/n." He breathes out, still caught up in the euphoria of his orgasm. "My cock thirsts for your warm pussy. It's only satisfied when it's buried deep within you."

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