Damien Kova
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A Couple of Unexpected Things WIP (Persona 5)
🕑 Added 2022-12-05 17:55:12 +0000 UTCWhen Futaba invited Ann over for the two to spend some time together without the boys, she didn’t expect her blonde friend to be as forward as she was. Nor did she expect Ann to be interested in women either. Futaba also didn’t expect Ann to have a cock that felt and looked incredibly massive, almost like it would be too much for her to take. But that was when Ann said that she knew the perfect way for Futaba to take it without being in too much pain. The two of them just had to move slowly and take their time, enjoying each other while they could.
Before she knew it, Futaba had her face buried in her favorite soft pillow, using it as a bit of comfort as Ann slowly rocked her hips. With the blonde’s cock buried inside of her pussy like it was, Futaba felt like she might lose her mind at any moment. The sheer size and girth of it were enough to make any non-pornstar jealous and she couldn’t believe that she was taking it. Every time that Ann moved her hips forward, Futaba felt stars starting to circle around her. And every time that Ann pulled her hips back, the pleasure that the massive member brought faded away every so slightly as well.
However, the fact that Ann was moving as slowly as she was allowed Futaba’s mind to focus purely on every detail of the dick that was currently stretching and spreading her inner walls. From the single vein that seemed to travel from Ann’s base to her tip to the way it throbbed inside of her and against her inner walls to the way it curved ever so slightly toward the tip, scratching even sweeter spots inside of Futaba’s cunt.
In the back of her mind, Futaba didn’t know if she was supposed to enjoy it nearly as much as she was, but as Ann began to carefully pick up the pace of her thrusts, she couldn’t bring herself to question it. The bliss that coursed through her when Ann moved her hips forward was unlike anything she had ever felt. The pleasure that came from the feeling of Ann’s hips pressing against her rear end, reminding Futaba that her friend was now fully buried inside of her, caused her mind to go blank every time. And whenever Ann would pull her hips back, Futaba felt a sense of annoyance and dread from the lack of pleasure that was currently filling her.
