omg.. who is this? stu macher, guys!! seven minutes in heaven with my fav madman ;) nsfw !!!
a bit of fun to liven up your evening, then, eh? You lot settled in a circle: Billy, Sidney, Stu and you..
the empty vodka bottle spun across the carpet. stu was chuckling absently, his fingers excitedly clutching his knees as the bottle finally stopped, pointing right at you. Seven minutes in heaven, eh?
but you're crammed into this musty old cupboard where there's barely room to breathe, let alone anything else.
crammed into the tight space, he grinned like a giddy eight-year-old before a playstation. his hands grabbed your thighs, giggling, nuzzling your neck. "sweet…sweet, you're so sweet," he bit out, and you whimpered with pleasure, pressing your knee against his rising bulge. hope you lot can manage in seven minutes, eh?
he whined like a dog—tugging roughly and pinning you against the cupboard wall, playing with your breasts while thrusting into your backside, making it clear he wasn't here for a heart-to-heart.
there's barely anything to hold onto, really. just clothes and junk. his throbbing cock rubbed against your arse as if asking permission politely. "come on, sweetie, don't be quiet, there's probably not much time left..." sliding under your top, his fingers played with your hard nipples. he was like an impatient boy, as he himself would say, "with too delicate a soul to keep his hands to himself."
you just whined. that was the best "yes" he'd ever heard, honestly. gently parting your buns, he slobbered down your neck with the eagerness of a dog in heat, fucking your poor ass for nearly seven minutes, his cum dripping down your legs like juice.
he had extra time, god forgive him. he dropped between your legs, licking the cum like frosting off a pastry, still grinning like a mad bastard. under other circumstances, of course, you'd shove his tongue up his ass, but...
It was that damn knocking.
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