Takeshi's Tunnel

  "Hey, you can do better than that." A hand on the back of Kainen's head pushes his face towards Professor May's thighs, the thick meat shaft in Kai's mouth breaking through into his throat with a gurgle. Kainen's tongue flattens out along the bottom of his jaw as the invader fills his mouth, the faint taste of sweat and pre lingering as it throbs and bulges visibly in Kai's neck. His hands ball into fists and hammer weakly against the chair as he's used as a living toy, face turning red as his air runs out and Professor May finally releases him. Pulling off with a gasp, strings of saliva connect Kai's lips to May's thick erection and break one by one, Kainen slowly regaining his breath. "Don't think we're done yet, you haven't gotten your cream filling." lifting Kainen up by his arm, Professor May bends him over the large wooden desk in his office, knocking Kai's feet apart. Palms clap onto Kai's cheeks and sprea

 This is a sequel to Modern Day Hunting A soft snore and a weight over your chest rouses you awake, your head resting comfortably halfway off your pillow and halfway on Gyaru's breasts. Her arm lies across your torso haphazardly, not heavy enough to pin you completely but still a very noticeable weight that leaves you breathing a bit heavier. After a week of frantic breeding, she finally seems to have calmed down but you worry you won't be able to slip out of her grasp so easily. Your ass remains sore and slightly stretched from repeated use, you're still slick with lube and leftover seed from the night before. The constant pounding of your prostate has flipped something inside you and awoken a craving for this new orgasm. Even now, you  itch for relief and squirm awkwardly under the tangled sheets, cock hardening from the thought. Gyaru's arm suddenly shifts and slides under you, pulling you into her as she sprawls out on her bed. Your face rests buried in the crook of