#kabaji

Kabaji could only sit there on his knees with a shamefully hard cock pressed against the inside of his pants. Her sounds filling the big top as she grinded on the clowns lap, who was laid back and staring up at her. Her entire body was covered in red and blue paint like his own signature. Buggy's cock was deep inside of her while she whimpered and gasped for air. His hand stayed on her ass, with a possessive dig of his fingers which only made her whimper more.

"You like that don't you? You love my cock."

He said to her with ragged breath. She nodded fast not stopping at all her hands buried into the fur of his jacket. He kept talking knowing each word stabbed into the traitor.

"'Nobody else fucks you this good!"

"'N-nobody!"

She wailed, her tits bouncing exposed, his other hand holding onto it and giving random squeezes. Kabaji could only stare wanting to be disgusted. But the sight of her getting filled with dick and near sobbing, lost in pleasure was too gorgeous. He just ached wishing it was him, his anger and shame making his own cock twitch awfully.

Buggy didn't relent, not bothering to look at Kabaji knelt down a few feet away. Instead he leaned his head back with a huge proud grin as he gave his hips a jerk, slamming up into her making her cry out.

"You're mine baby. This is all mine."

Every time he said mine his hips would thrust up again causing a gasp to fall from her. Nodding fast like she understood and feeling such waves of pleasure from each other thrust, she simply fell forward into him while arching her back desperate for him to keep fucking her like that from below. As good as riding him felt she needed more from him.

"You want it?"

He asked huskily, wanting to force her to say it all out loud so the traitor could hear.

"You want more?"

Her face buried into his neck whimpering with need.

"Yes! Yes I'm yours! I'm all yours!"

That was what he wanted to hear so he rewarded her, angling his hips and starting a rapid pace up into her soaked pussy. Immediately she reeled and clung tight to him starting to spill out praise loud enough for Kabaji to hear.

"I love you! I-I love you- I-"

It was like a mantra completely lost in lust. Unable to see sense in anything else and only making him go harder. His hand struck her ass again leaving a welt as she continued to cry. The sounds she made were so delicious Kabaji finally couldn't fight it and started to palm himself through his pants.