Gojo Middle Finger Novels & Stories

“It’s your first time going to an event like this, believe me you wouldn’t want to look like you’re squinting when you see the pictures” Sorahiko nods slowly this time, but he’s clearly understanding Miyamura. He holds up his second finger. “Two, don’t answer any question, just deflect to me”. Before Sorahiko can respond, he reaches out and takes his hand in his, ignoring the look of shock on his face. “And three, don’t you dare leave my side…understand?”.

However, he remained oblivious to the counter-move concealed within the guise of the first attack. As he guarded against my elbow strike, there was a deliberate opening at his stomach area. Without hesitation, I unleashed all my strength, driving my fist into the vulnerable spot. The impact was visceral, a release of pent-up frustration and determination. Grinjo staggered back, momentarily winded by the unexpected counter.

Picking up a stick on the floor, I gathered my hair together and tied it together to keep it out of my face. I waited for the right opening, waiting for one of them to lower their garred. Just one and the rest will follow. Listening carefully , watching them, one turned his attention away from me and there was my opening. Breaking out in a sprint towards the one who looked away they called out to him reaching for their guns but I was already in front of him hitting him with the yoko tobigeri (Side flying kick). That will keep him busy, with the force I approached him he should be down for a while in pain clutching his stomach.

His middle finger rests gently on the slit, and I swear I can feel my own juices drizzling onto him. Fuck!

He transported me here all alone without the rest of the goons. Roman cracks his neck to loosen the stiff muscles, “Do you know how long I’ve been waiting for this moment?” He then slowly takes out the glove covering his left hand. He always wore one only on that hand and I, more than anyone, knows why. He waves the hand in front of my eyes. It’s missing the two middle fingers. “Remember this?” He says.

he whispered, rubbing her back up and down. "Min, baby, come here," Jiwon's voice was gentle and barely above a whisper as he got back onto his feet but she knew better than to fall into his trap again. Minjae held up her middle finger at him without moving her head away from Young-Jae's chest and the rest tried to stop their grins.

Sojobo waved his hands, and a scroll along with a metal disc appeared in his hands, "Do not lose the disc, you cannot translate any of the Lemurian runes without it," He thrust them into Zinjo's arms, "Hold these, I need both my hands to work at the moment." His bright eyes twinkled as his hands began to move.

"Of course." Jo replied curtly. Pure Italian Jo was a short man with a hard body who favored black leather jackets. He especially wore black leather gloves at all times, not just for style but for practical reasons. True to his nickname "Garrotte," he specialized in strangulation using thin cords, and the leather gloves were a means to protect his hands. "Hey, Digger. How about the strip club tonight?" Doni asked Leo. Leo didn't even answer, keeping his eyes closed.

Haru obeyed without hesitation, parting his thighs and allowing Jiro access to his most sensitive parts. Jiro’s fingers trailed lower, dipping between Haru’s legs to tease at the entrance of his body. Haru gasped, his hips bucking involuntarily as Jiro’s fingers circled the puckered flesh, applying just enough pressure to make him squirm. “You’re so eager,” Jiro murmured, his tone mocking but laced with something darker, more possessive. “Too bad I’m not going to make this easy for you.”

Joaquin kissed the tattoo again and this time he pushed her panties aside directly dipping his middle finger in her core earning a low pitch scream from her. "A-A-Aah...Joa..." she moaned out his name earning pleasurable groan from him. Meanwhile the other two also removed their clothes throwing them somewhere in the room. He started moving his finger in and out of her earning moans out of her every and then, due to pain and pleasure. Joaquin felt her clenching around his finger which meant she was already closer to her high so he added one more digit and started pumping his two thick digits inside her making her body to tremble in pleasure.