[ meraki-land ] a world where princess merki, aka mirah makes chubby women dreams come true

ex pen pal, now husband gojo had a thing for marking his territory. prison taught him to keep the things he loved close and marked, and you taught him no control. now date night was ruined, gojos fist were bruised and the car was filled with hot humidity and the smell of cum. you throat was sore, eyes teary and lips cut on the sides from how wide your jaws were - and for how long. gojo’s cum was all over your face, dripping down onto his pelvis as he pushed you face more into his crotch. “take it” he said in an animalistic tone. his icy blue eyes cold and dark, his cock still hard and long, slightly left curved even with cum oozing down it. his balls we’re hard, so hard your hands had to softly massage it to relive pressure you didn’t know if he was feeling or not.

“tried to take m’fuckin wife” he mummered to himself, you listened close keeping your breath controlled and swirling your tounge around his tip. you tried avoiding eye contact keeping your head down, and mouth moving. you weren’t scared, no. you were so wet, panties even sticking to your cunt in need. but you know your gojo, one look at your face he would be even madder. “my fucking wife” he said again, slower, his hands grabbing a thick grip onto your braids and making his cock engulf your mouth again. “you love me hm? say you love daddy and you only love me” he wanted actions but couldn’t remove your hot mouth from his dick. “say you love me” he said, bucking his hips up and groaning, pre cum sliding down your throat so smoothly. “that’s right you love daddy so much, suck it baby, make me feel good,” and you did. you sucked harder adding pressure on his length.

you squeezed his balls, feeling his cock jerk in your mouth tip hitting your throat and making you gag tears spilling for your eyes. gojo pulled you up, staring deep into your eyes. you hands moved to jerk him off, keeping eye contact and letting the moment just be. “you love me?” his horse voice said, “i do.” a small smirk graced his lips, you heart full with his softness and pussy clenching against the air. then it was gone, the coldness back as he roughly put your face right in front of his tip. he didn’t make you take him in, instead keep jerking him off. his own much larger hand grabbed yours and made you go faster. you breath hitched, teeth sinking into your bottom lip and your cunt dripping with cum as gojo moaned, toes curling in his shoes. “that’s fuckin it” his cum came out quick, and right on your face. rope after rope making a mess on your chocolate skin. some got on your lip making you moan to yourself because he always tasted so good.

My day was honestly awful. I spent hours making a really cute little book blog, and absolutely none of my friends even bothered to look at it

Seriously, I think only Connie and Ren could make me feel better right now 😣🥺