<- guuy who didnt take his meds for 2 days and then took them this morning but is still feeling the effects of day 3
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Turns out if the asexual sirens wanted to lure me onto the rocks all they'd have to say is "look, it's our collection of unusual string instruments... but oooh all we know is how to sing, however shall we tune them... who shall impress us with their gorgeously attractive musical talent... who will play the psalter as we sing..."
and I might just jump headfirst into the waves <3
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Hngghhh- thinking about being used by a doctor. Being tied down on a metal exam table. Hearing the snap of him putting on his gloves. Feeling his cold fingers run over my sensitive skin. He was nice enough to blindfold me because of how bright the lights are. He takes his time performing each and every one of his little tests. How many times can he bring me to the edge of orgasm until I break with frustration? How much can he fuck my hole with bigger and bigger tools until it's too much? How long can he keep control of himself until he breaks, going against his doctor code and fucking me full?
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warning: Horny meemaw and peepaw taking turns on you, Miss Laswell fucking ur mouth with a strap on, me being horny
Hngghhh. Jus' imagine being tag teamed by Captain John Price n' Miss Laswell.
You're kneeling. Mouth making quick work of the fake cock in your mouth. Miss Laswell's strap, to be clear. She sits like a king on a throne, the top buttons of her shirt's undone, giving you a peek at her lacey blue bra.
She's on a call. One hand resting on your head while the other steadies the phone. She speaks so calmly, no one would suspect her of doing anything unprofessional on the other line. As if she hasn't got you choking around her cock.
You try your best to muffle any pathetic sound that would escape you. Not wanting to embarrass Miss Laswell on what looks to be quite an important chat she's having. But unlike your efforts at keeping silent, there's someone behind you seemingly not caring for being inaudible.
Your Captain drills his hips into you like a piston. Rough hands holding onto your thighs and using them as leverage to hit that one spot inside you that makes your eyes roll back. The sounds of skin slapping skin echoes about in the room, and you're worried that it might be heard by whoever's calling. But Miss Laswell doesn't seem to mind. Content on jus' running her hands through your hair.
John speeds up his thrusts. He's close, you guess. You involuntary clench at the euphoric sensation of his fat cock stretching you impossibly wide, and all of a sudden he's coming undone. Loosing his rhythm and slamming his hips so fast, and so hard you're sent forward.
You feel him fill you to the brim. And it makes you gag around Miss Laswell's cock. Your pretty fucked up face sends her over the edge, and within a second she's gripping your hair and fucking your throat like she owns it. Like she owns you. She sets the phone down, laying it abandoned on some random corner he couldn't give a shit about. And you see how she spams with pleasure. The material of the strap rubs against her clit, slowly driving her towards release.
She cums soon after. Chest heaving as she eyes John who's carefully pulling out of you. His cum leaks out of you, creating a mess on the floor. He's just as disheveled as you are.
But she notices something.
"Oh. You haven't cum yet, have you, sweetheart..? Say. How about you bend over the desk, and me, and John will switch places?.."
"Deal...?"
a/n: UGHHHHH save me Miss Laswell 😩. M' so incredibly horny. Send in your thoughts so we could both be horny together. But I hope you liked this, my loves! Have a wonderful day/night!
Yours, truly,
–dolly
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hngghhh... we could have had another Legato figure as part of the Kaiyodo lineup
stumbled upon the info here
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