8 Results with the "smut" tag


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      TSOTI – Chapter 3.4

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      by Peach Moose Doyoung’s pussy had already grown slick again. Perhaps from the alcohol, the color was deeper than usual; the ripe, deep red looked exactly like a plum. “Pretty. As expected, hyung’s pussy is the prettiest in the world.” Saying that, Seungbin buried his nose back into Doyoung’s pussy. He shoved his face in so deeply that slick coated his nostrils, inhaling the scent again and again. No matter how much he smelled it, Doyoung’s pussy scent was intoxicating. Just breathing it in made a…
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      TSOTI – Chapter 3.3

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      by Peach Moose As Seungbin said that, he and Seungwoo lifted Doyoung’s body high together. As if perfectly synchronized, the two of them slammed him down with all their strength onto their cocks. The massive twin shafts punched up through his just-spent pussy and rammed against his cervix, and Doyoung’s body convulsed like he was having a seizure. “Mmmng, ngh. Mmmngh.” The two men worked together, shaking Doyoung’s body like mad. He rocked at a rapid pace, completely limp, mouth hanging open, with his…
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      TSOTI – Chapter 1.8

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      by Peach Moose “Haah, haah, ha…… huuu, huh…….” Ending the kiss, Seungwoo pulled his lips away and exhaled, breath swollen and heavy. Drunk on sensation—drunk on Seungwoo’s kisses—Doyoung narrowed his eyes like a newly hatched chick, barely managing to breathe. Seungwoo didn’t lift his head all the way. He simply stared at him, unblinking. As if to show just how brutal it had been, Doyoung’s face—soaked in pleasure, unable to come back to himself—held his gaze. “You did…
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      TSOTI – Chapter 1.7

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      by Peach Moose Seungwoo ignored Doyoung’s pleas with ease, rolling his hips as he persistently rubbed at his clit. Each time the tender folds were crushed and ground beneath his fingers, Doyoung’s vision flickered, blinking in and out. Overwhelmed by the intense pleasure, he drifted in and out of awareness, his fingers and toes curling tight. “Heuut, heut! St-stop. Stop. Heuuut, heut.” “If you’re gonna freak out because it feels good, then what am I supposed to do when you tell me to stop?” Though…
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