[Toes curl and fingers tug at damp locks tangled between as the vibrations of Pinocchio's throat courses pleasure from his cock and through his spine. Pleasure rocks through his body, the mounting ecstasy building in the pit of his stomach with each bob of Pinocchio's head.
Sometimes reaching completion isn't something intense and mind shattering. Sometimes it is the slow and steady build up of pleasure until it can do nothing but boil over. It's sloppy. It's casual. It's nice like this.]
H-Hah. I'm almost... [It's a warning for the man who's got his cock down their throat and seems intent to swallow him as much as possible.]
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Sometimes reaching completion isn't something intense and mind shattering. Sometimes it is the slow and steady build up of pleasure until it can do nothing but boil over. It's sloppy. It's casual. It's nice like this.]
H-Hah. I'm almost... [It's a warning for the man who's got his cock down their throat and seems intent to swallow him as much as possible.]