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"When a top hasn't cum in a while, you can feel it before he says a word. His whole body goes rigid, his grip clamps down on your hips, and he buries himself balls deep. "Mine. You're fucking mine." Then the spasm hits and his cock starts pulsing inside you. Every throb is a hot jet of cum, and when he really lets go it comes in wave after wave. You feel him emptying himself into you until there's that thick, heavy, slightly bloated fullness in your gut. He's shaking and groaning as he pumps every last drop deep into you. "That's it. Take it all. Nobody else gets this, only me." He feels your hole clenching around him, milking him, and it makes him cum harder. "Fuck, you were made for my cock. You're mine, you hear me?" He doesn't stop. He keeps fucking you with slow, deep strokes, working his load further inside you like he's marking you from the inside. "Listen to that. That's my cum in you. You're keeping every drop." The wet, filthy squelch of his cock sliding through a hole full of cum. The warmth sinks deeper with every thrust, and if he's dumped a big one its slick, and sloppy. Then he pulls out slowly, and it ends with a wet, squelchy pop. He watches his load, hot and thick, leak out of your gaping hole and run down over your balls. "Look at that. That's my mess, on my boy." You lie there twitching while he drags his thumb through it and pushes it back in, holding it there. "Stay full for me. This hole is mine." He holds you up against him, still slick and dripping, and raises his arm, flexing it back behind his head. His pit is soaked, hot, and thick with the smell of sweat and sex and pure male musk. He grabs the back of your head and shoves your face into it, burying your nose in the damp hair. "Sniff it Deep. Don't you fucking pull away." His grip tightens, forcing you to breathe it in until it floods your head and your cock jerks against his thigh. "That's what a man smells like when he just wrecked you. Fill your lungs with it." His mouth is at your ear, voice low and ragged. "Every time you smell that, every time you catch a whiff of a guy's sweat, I want your hole to clench and your thoughts to go right back to this. My cock buried in you. To my cum dripping out of your owned ass. He drags your face across his pit, rubbing the scent into yor beard and face, and his other hand slides down to press two fingers against your leaking hole, pushing his load back in. I'm going to be in your head every fucking time." Fuck I need that to happen to me mmmmmm | |||
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"When a top hasn't cum in a while, you can feel it before he says a word. His whole body goes rigid, his grip clamps down on your hips, and he buries himself balls deep. "Mine. You're fucking mine." Then the spasm hits and his cock starts pulsing inside you. Every throb is a hot jet of cum, and when he really lets go it comes in wave after wave. You feel him emptying himself into you until there's that thick, heavy, slightly bloated fullness in your gut. He's shaking and groaning as he pumps every last drop deep into you. "That's it. Take it all. Nobody else gets this, only me." He feels your hole clenching around him, milking him, and it makes him cum harder. "Fuck, you were made for my cock. You're mine, you hear me?" He doesn't stop. He keeps fucking you with slow, deep strokes, working his load further inside you like he's marking you from the inside. "Listen to that. That's my cum in you. You're keeping every drop." The wet, filthy squelch of his cock sliding through a hole full of cum. The warmth sinks deeper with every thrust, and if he's dumped a big one its slick, and sloppy. Then he pulls out slowly, and it ends with a wet, squelchy pop. He watches his load, hot and thick, leak out of your gaping hole and run down over your balls. "Look at that. That's my mess, on my boy." You lie there twitching while he drags his thumb through it and pushes it back in, holding it there. "Stay full for me. This hole is mine." He holds you up against him, still slick and dripping, and raises his arm, flexing it back behind his head. His pit is soaked, hot, and thick with the smell of sweat and sex and pure male musk. He grabs the back of your head and shoves your face into it, burying your nose in the damp hair. "Sniff it Deep. Don't you fucking pull away." His grip tightens, forcing you to breathe it in until it floods your head and your cock jerks against his thigh. "That's what a man smells like when he just wrecked you. Fill your lungs with it." His mouth is at your ear, voice low and ragged. "Every time you smell that, every time you catch a whiff of a guy's sweat, I want your hole to clench and your thoughts to go right back to this. My cock buried in you. To my cum dripping out of your owned ass. He drags your face across his pit, rubbing the scent into yor beard and face, and his other hand slides down to press two fingers against your leaking hole, pushing his load back in. I'm going to be in your head every fucking time. Fuck I need that to happen to me mmmmmm" mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm well that has happend to me many times and i love it just need more now | |||
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"When a top hasn't cum in a while, you can feel it before he says a word. His whole body goes rigid, his grip clamps down on your hips, and he buries himself balls deep. "Mine. You're fucking mine."fuck i need that done to me . Then the spasm hits and his cock starts pulsing inside you. Every throb is a hot jet of cum, and when he really lets go it comes in wave after wave. You feel him emptying himself into you until there's that thick, heavy, slightly bloated fullness in your gut. He's shaking and groaning as he pumps every last drop deep into you. "That's it. Take it all. Nobody else gets this, only me." He feels your hole clenching around him, milking him, and it makes him cum harder. "Fuck, you were made for my cock. You're mine, you hear me?" He doesn't stop. He keeps fucking you with slow, deep strokes, working his load further inside you like he's marking you from the inside. "Listen to that. That's my cum in you. You're keeping every drop." The wet, filthy squelch of his cock sliding through a hole full of cum. The warmth sinks deeper with every thrust, and if he's dumped a big one its slick, and sloppy. Then he pulls out slowly, and it ends with a wet, squelchy pop. He watches his load, hot and thick, leak out of your gaping hole and run down over your balls. "Look at that. That's my mess, on my boy." You lie there twitching while he drags his thumb through it and pushes it back in, holding it there. "Stay full for me. This hole is mine." He holds you up against him, still slick and dripping, and raises his arm, flexing it back behind his head. His pit is soaked, hot, and thick with the smell of sweat and sex and pure male musk. He grabs the back of your head and shoves your face into it, burying your nose in the damp hair. "Sniff it Deep. Don't you fucking pull away." His grip tightens, forcing you to breathe it in until it floods your head and your cock jerks against his thigh. "That's what a man smells like when he just wrecked you. Fill your lungs with it." His mouth is at your ear, voice low and ragged. "Every time you smell that, every time you catch a whiff of a guy's sweat, I want your hole to clench and your thoughts to go right back to this. My cock buried in you. To my cum dripping out of your owned ass. He drags your face across his pit, rubbing the scent into yor beard and face, and his other hand slides down to press two fingers against your leaking hole, pushing his load back in. I'm going to be in your head every fucking time." i need that done to me .mmmm | |||
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