NO EVENT ► ALL THE APHRO 8')
"Come on ... just lick it! Put your tongue in like a good little slut, okay?"
Peach is bratty, toxic, and thoroughly enjoying sitting on the face of his current fucktoy, who so far hasn't shown any signs of protest over finding himself nose-deep in his pert little ass. It was easy, almost too easy for Peach to pin him in a sixty-nine with himself ( Read more... )
He's gasping, panting for air, not just because it's hard to breath with some other guy sitting over your chest shoving their arse in your face, but because he's turned on harder than he could have thought possible right now. His cock is heavy and throbbing between his legs, and every teasing lick just makes his body jerk and tremble.
That moan, though, vibrating around his cockhead... It makes him groan, his hips bucking as he desperately tries to ram it deeper in his throat. Christ, he wants to fuck the little bastard's face right now.
"Fuck!" He gasps, finally giving up and doing as he's told. His hands fly up, cupping those spread cheeks, his fingers tangling with Peach's as he lifts his head and probes his tongue against his tight puckered entrance.
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He groans his encouragement as Connor's hips buck up to push his cock deeper into his throat: if there's one thing Peach loves almost as much as getting his arse fucked it's getting his mouth fucked by a prick that's guaranteed to leave his jaw sore for days, which is certainly what he's hoping for from the ripped hunk of flesh beneath him. The guy's cock is delicious-thick, hot and big-and Peach wants more of his flavour coating his tongue;
"Yeah ... like that ..." His husky words flutter against Connor's erection as finally- finally he gives in and gives him what he wants: his thighs shake with delight when he feels wet muscle teasing against the quivering hole between his cheeks, immediately pushing back his ass to open himself up more to the hot strokes of his tongue. "M-More~♥"
Peach's free hand claws up a strong thigh before teasing over the sensitive crease of his Connor's groin. Cheeks hollow, he dips his head and suckles on him in earnest as he slides his fingers over the swell of his sac, and he rolls his plump balls in his palm for a few lazy moments before working a digit behind to press against his perineum. He rubs hard, sucks noisily, cheeks flushed pink with the effort of swallowing him down, all the while rolling his hips back to bounce his ass against that probing tongue.
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As if this couldn't be considered kinky already.
He concentrates on his tongue, prodding at Peaches asshole in short, forceful licks. His head bobs up, in a slightly out of sync rhythm, with the buck of his hips. So maybe he's not fully concentrating on his tongue, on working his way inside the other's body. There's quite a bit of effort going into digging his heels down, trying to get enough leverage to ram his dick deeper into that hot, wet mouth. But he is trying to remember to share.
Finally his hands tighten more firmly around Peach's tender, curvy arse. He roughly pulls him down, trying to make him stay still so that he can rim around the tightly quivering muscle, before working the tip of his tongue inside.
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Peach draws up for half-a-second to yelp his pleasure at Connor's sudden investment; "A-Ah ... God, eat me out, you fucking cuntslut!" Those short licks feel heavenly, he can't help but squirm in delight, and he wraps his lips back around the cock bobbing before him just in time for it to be thrust up into his throat with a forceful jerk of the hips. The finger working aganst Connor's perineum begins to massage tight little circles into the small strip of flesh; he rubs the ball of metal through his tongue against his dripping cockhead before letting it wriggle down the side of his shaft, his free hand sliding beneath his ass to help pull him up into his thrusts.
His own dick is wet and pulsing fiercely against Connor's chest, but Peach is far too wrapped up in enjoying the sensation of a tongue against his asshole (or cunt, as he calls it) to reach down and jerk himself off. He's tempted to sit up and ride his face, he really is, because he his impatience wants it faster and harder, but then strong hands pulls his arse down and that rimming tongue finally slips inside. His toes curl in those leopardprint heels and he spreads his own knees wider, both hands joining Connor's again to keep that pretty pink hole nice and open for him.
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