Novel & Cerita Prostate Massage Porn Comics

Sean got on his hands and knees with his legs slightly apart so Ron could kneel between them. "Mistress Shasta," I said. "I'd like to make a suggestion if I may, for the comfort of your slave. Ass fucking stimulates the prostates of males, often giving them erections, even if unwanted. Unless he's been trained for ass fucking, his cock cage may give him unbearable pain. I also recommend lube for both his ass and Ron's cock since he wasn't prepared like you for an ass fucking, with plugs. If he gets an erection during his fucking, I suggest Rhonda suck his cock and take his cum for him so he doesn't get it on the floor."

Even when he was with such force lifting his legs in the air the constant slap of skin against skin, with its successive spasms pounding with such force that he felt blood trickling from his anus and then his blood as he stopped drinking and with the tongue healed her wounds and her wings spread across her back. So, if it were possible his deeper and stronger thrusts faster and faster in and out, in and out being so followed by hitting his prostate with precision he arched his back and moaned, in which the man above him raised and lowered the buddha and beat his bodies joined and attacked his prostate with skin-to-skin slaps, massaging and pumping his cock, his waves getting more and more po

My legs shook hard and my hole kept spasming around Liam’s pistoning dick, the wet squelching sounds of him fucking my lubed-up ass filling the whole office. “Get your hand off that dick right now,” Liam snarled, reaching around and slapping my hand away. “You don’t cum unless it’s from getting your prostate pounded like the cumslut you are. Feel how hard you’re clenching? This hole was made for professor cock.” He slammed in even deeper, grinding his hips in tight circles so his fat head rubbed relentlessly against my prostate, sending sharp jolts through me that made my untouched dick twitch and drool.

I spat on the second finger and added it in. I brushed against his prostate and he jolted. He was really sensitive there right now. It probably meant there was a little bruising. I spat more on my finger as I massage it into him. He let out a moan as continued to massage him and his dick hardened. Manic I smiled and continued to massage, adding more spit. He woke up and turned to me, opening his mouth to speak but moaning out loud as my fingers brushed against his prostate again. I pulled him onto his knees and spread his hole with my fingers stretching it. Then I spat into it and then used my fingers to massage it in.

It would be laughable, but I was sure if I did, he’d turn, and the fun would end before I was ready. I didn’t bother adding lube to the wireless prostate massager. The little black device was no bigger than a finger and a half. “Spread yourself.” Tex’s fingers were trembling as they grabbed each cheek and spread. His hole still glistened with lube, begging to be fucked. Soon. My cock pressed firmly against my pants, but I prided myself on my control. And with Tex, it had been tested repeatedly. I rested the tip of the massager against his hole, teasing the puckered flesh, drawing a moan from Tex. I leaned over his shoulder to watch the side of his face as I shoved the massager in. His mouth

He was tight, incredibly so, clenching around the intrusion. I worked him open patiently, adding a second finger, scissoring and curling them to find that sweet spot. When I brushed his prostate, his entire body shuddered, a broken whimper falling from his lips. I stroked it relentlessly while my tongue continued its assault, turning him into a leaking, moaning mess. “Listen to you,” I taunted, adding a third finger and stretching him wider. “Moaning like a whore in a public bathroom. Bet you’ve never let anyone see this side of you. The big, strong man reduced to begging for cock.”

“You may stand up, baby.” Holy shit, the damn thing hits my prostate as I lean back up and I can't help another long and needy moan. He was staring at me, the same smug smile plastered on his face and he pulled me into a hug, taking the opportunity to lay his hands on my backside. “How do you like it?” He asked. I am not sore, of course the sensation is great but does he really expect me to keep it all evening long? I don't know if I will be able to bear the sensation without cuming all over my pants if it keeps hitting my prostate like this.