It’s the start of Summer. You wake up on a Sunday morning af..
🕑 Added 2023-08-16 13:16:16 +0000 UTC
It’s the start of Summer. You wake up on a Sunday morning after it’s rained, and you have a beautiful Australian boy ( @aaronclaytonxx ) in your bed. His tiny waist, big round smooth pussy cheeks, and perfect pale pink cunt slit are wriggling into your lap while you’re still half asleep. The sweet scent of his pussy has guided your cock nuts deep inside of him before you even realize that is what’s happening. His little whimper tells you how badly he needs his daddy to breed his cunt hole, and his soft lips on the side of your neck feel so nice as they find their way to yours. You bury your face into his smooth chest, while his pretty hands find one another and lock around the back of your skull, gently cradling your head in his palms, putting you in a euphoric, trance-like state. His pussy is so warm & wet & it’s squeezing around your bricked up cock, and you know all he wants is to take care of his daddy, making your meat pulsate inside of him.
You blow a gigantic daddy load into his pussyguts, and once you can actually move, you both just lay there, naked, sharing a joihnt 💨 between the two of you, while the credits of the movie you had turned on before you started fucking, roll across the screen (it was Avengers EndGame, in case you were wondering)
It’s a very good start to your Sunday morning. You think to yourself how nice it would be for every rainy Sunday morning to start like this. You think about how he didn’t even need any lube, and just spit on your cock and wiggled down onto it like a good boy, and yet somehow it felt like he had a gallon of lube pouring out from his pussy lips, bc every stroke of your beautiful fat cock in and out of his pussy, felt better & wetter than the stroke before.
(Part two is the post immediately following this one - sometimes I don’t realize when I’m meant to swipe to see if there is other content there, so I wanted both sections of this particular fuck, to be their own square on the grid.)
