choso kamo, your oh so needy boyfriend uses his curse technique for improper use.
not anything you think.
but he uses it for his cock.
on purpose.
he could have his arms wrapped around your waist tightly, scratch marks all over his shoulders and back from your nails, holding onto him tighter as he increased the pace in his thrusts.
your tight, gummy cunt that was currently being stretched out, was clenching him so hard, sucking him in to the point where you can feel his tip pound harshly into your cervix.
chosos desperate whining filled your ears, clearly close to cumming into your sweet, sweet pussy.
you felt his cum shoot out, filling your cunt, the bulge in your stomach finally calming down.
but you didn’t cum or squirt yet.
choso wasn’t going to stop until you both were satisfied.
he pouts, pulling back to finally look at you.
that’s when your started to feel him getting hard. he didnt even pull out. just stayed.
his cock was growing in your cunt and the bulge in your stomach from his cock returned.
“c-cho..”
he presses a kiss onto your lips before moving his hand up to move some hair off your sticky forehead.
“m’ not tired angel.. a few more rounds.. please…?”
you let out a shaky sigh, as if that was his green light to continue absolutely abusing your cunt.
things could be better when it’s hard.
at least that’s what choso thought.
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