Hearing the way the other speaks and demands him of answers makes him shudder in delight. It's embarrassing how turned on he is, with how more slick seems to try and drip out of his needy hole, at how possessive Pinocchio seems to have become.
He arches his back with a needy groan, hips rolling to try and take more of Pinocchio's finger into him. Is it shameless? Slutty? He doesn't care. He'd been good to wait this long when his suit has him so horny that it physically hurts.]
N-No! No one else! [Well, at least not that day. But, no, he's got enough of his head to remember that there wasn't anyone before Pinocchio where remnants of his time with them would be there.] It's- It's my suit. Makes it easier to be fucked. [He might have also been confused if this weren't the first time his suit had done this and had him producing slick that isn't normal for him to make.]
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Hearing the way the other speaks and demands him of answers makes him shudder in delight. It's embarrassing how turned on he is, with how more slick seems to try and drip out of his needy hole, at how possessive Pinocchio seems to have become.
He arches his back with a needy groan, hips rolling to try and take more of Pinocchio's finger into him. Is it shameless? Slutty? He doesn't care. He'd been good to wait this long when his suit has him so horny that it physically hurts.]
N-No! No one else! [Well, at least not that day. But, no, he's got enough of his head to remember that there wasn't anyone before Pinocchio where remnants of his time with them would be there.] It's- It's my suit. Makes it easier to be fucked. [He might have also been confused if this weren't the first time his suit had done this and had him producing slick that isn't normal for him to make.]