Likes Food Too Much

This kind of help after a big meal is exactly what I need

Recent gains (I think)

It got me thinking how a scenario like that might have unfolded. Sure, everyone loves a good throating, but with as worn and desperate as she looks...we all know there's more to it.

It's a game of endurance, of desire, of cravings. The big boi's got a couple dozen donuts lying around and he caught her hungry gaze tracing a line from box to gut more times than he could count. As if he'd let her get her rocks off that easily though. No, she'd have to prove how much she wants them, wants them inside him, packed inside that tubby gut. What a depraved, shameless little creature.

Out comes the rope, wrapping its way around a flurry of flustered fumings, pulled extra snug to squeeze out the last few squeals of protest. She's got no choice but to play now, a position she's all too eager to comply with, despite what her constant writhing and whining might suggest. For every delicious load she pulls from him, another puffy pastry plumps up his paunch...but she can't get her release until he's finished all of them.

What starts off as rabid mouthfuls of enthusiasm gradually degrades into messy gulps of pent-up fatigue. Ragged breaths between strands of leaking fluids, mascara pouring from weary eyes, disheveled clothes leaving naught to the imagination, lithe tail flitting across glistening lips with aching desperation that only intensifies as the grip in her messy hair tightens, her gullet struggling to accommodate his girth once again as wet schlicks and groans fill the room.

Between deep, forceful bobs, she manages to lazily make eye contact long enough to elicit a few satisfied grunts of a taunt, "Only one more box to go, think you can make it that long, [fun, derogatory word that tumblr would probably flag, lol]?"

tons of belly rubs and funnel feed with ferxito!

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