no like guys look at this . . . horny as hell bc all i can think about is ronal coaxing you over after a long day, nimble fingers brushing her top out of the way. "take what you need, yawne." hushed and assuring when you lips meet her breast. soft hums coming from the woman when your hot tongue presses against her pebbled nipple. leaning on one hand while the other tangles in your hair, pushing your face further into her chest.

you don't know how long you stay like that, switching back and forth to give each breast (and occasionally her mouth when her fingers squeezed at the back of your neck to pull you up to meet her lips). but long enough that ronal's already swollen breast are tender and slicked with your saliva and your lips puffy from the act.

I have waited for the perfect time to realize that our boy Jake Sully is just another bottom hidden by his Toruk Makto title.

I will always say and will die over this damm hill that JAKE SULLY IS A SLUTTY WAISTED BOTTOM THAT YEARNS FOR HIS WIFE!

I do not get the idea of him being a 'daddy' naw he is the embodiment of baby girl!

You cannot tell me that during late hours, Neytiri isn't stroking Jake's needy cock and stopping between every 'I'am cumming' whimpers that Jake lets out.

You cannot tell me that he doesn't kneel down like a good boy while Neytriri is holding his head still while he eats her out like the god damm last supper.

I mean, come on, imagine this

"F-fuck baby girl, please."

"Not done, Ma Jake dont tell me you are already tired?" Neytiri whispered in Jake's ear, " You promised me a night without duties, and now I have you here."

Both body hot and bothered, covered in hot sweat and cum. They have been going at it for more than 4 hours, and Neytiri did not seem to want to let go.

"Please, I need to cum again, baby." Jake whimpered at the delicious fiction and warmth that surrounded his throbbing cock. His hair stuck to his face, his lip parted, and his eyes were tearful at the painful need to release.

"You will hold still until I say so."