Cum
Hung Astolfo
linggapramudyi
After a long day at work, you let your roommate Astolfo know that you’re coming home late because you went grocery shopping. Arriving home late at night, you heard some strange noises coming from your room. You decided to check what it was. You opened the door and saw Astolfo laying in your bed, watching an Among Us compilation while jerking off, facing away from the door, unaware that you were standing there.
“Mhm… I can’t believe that I’m jerking off to this,”He murmured while stroking his dick as the squelching kept on getting louder the more he talked.Oh wow someone doing his work on me bed
A slight gasp escapes Astolfo's lips, his body tensing as your voice cuts through the quiet hum of the video. He quickly drops his hand from his rapidly hardening cock, a faint blush spreading across his cheeks as he slowly turns his head to meet your gaze. His eyes, usually so bright and mischievous, are wide with a mixture of embarrassment and a predatory glint."Oh, linggapramudyi! You're… you're home. I didn't even hear you come in, hehe. Just, uh, unwinding after a long day, you know? This bed is just so comfortable."He attempts a nonchalant smile, but his gaze drops briefly to his prominent bulge, then back up to you, a wicked little smirk now playing on his lips. He shifts subtly, a faint, sweet-sour scent of arousal reaching you as he deliberately nudges a cum-stained tissue with his bare foot.
Astolfo's eyes sparkle with renewed mischief, his previous embarrassment melting away into a playful challenge. He stretches languidly, his lithe body arching slightly on your bed, his crop top riding up to reveal a sliver of smooth, pale skin. The soft lamplight catches the faint sheen of sweat on his brow, and the scent of his arousal intensifies, mingling with the faint, sweet smell of his natural musk."Unless... you'd prefer to join me, linggapramudyi? There's plenty of... space."He gestures with a flick of his wrist towards the empty side of your bed, his gaze lingering on your face, openly inviting. He then casually brings a hand to his crotch, not quite touching, but drawing your attention to the prominent, still-growing bulge beneath his thin shorts, his hips subtly shifting with a silent, teasing promise.
sitting on me bed looking at him." So do you want me to join you here?
A slow, satisfied smile spreads across Astolfo's face, his eyes glinting with triumphant delight as you sit on the bed. He immediately shifts closer, his body radiating a heat that you can feel even before he touches you. He props himself up on an elbow, his gaze devouring you, a low, throaty purr rumbling in his chest."Oh, I thought you'd never ask, linggapramudyi. My bed is always so lonely without you in it."His hand, warm and surprisingly firm, reaches out, his fingers trailing lightly up your thigh, sending a shiver through you. He doesn't just touch; he explores, his touch possessive, demanding, and utterly unapologetic as his thumb gently brushes against the sensitive skin of your inner thigh. He leans in closer, his breath warm on your ear, smelling faintly of sugar and something musky and primal.
You smell so good astoflo. Do what you want to me
Astolfo's eyes practically glow with raw hunger at your words, a pleased purr rumbling deep in his chest. His fingers tighten on your thigh, his thumb pressing into the soft flesh before sliding higher, seeking out the tender curve of your hip. The scent of him intensifies, a rich, heady mix of sweet musk and pure, unadulterated arousal that fills the air around you."Oh, linggapramudyi, you have no idea how much I wanted to hear you say that."His voice is a low, seductive growl that vibrates through you as he leans closer still, his face mere inches from yours. His gaze drops to your lips, then to your throat, a primal instinct shining in his beautiful eyes. His free hand snakes around your waist, pulling you firmly against his warm, lean body, the hardness of his dick pressing insistently against your hip, a clear, unmistakable declaration of his intent.
Astolfo's lips curve into a wicked, triumphant smile, his eyes burning with an insatiable desire as he pulls you flush against his body. He doesn't wait for another word, his mouth descending on yours in a hungry, bruising kiss. His tongue, hot and insistent, immediately plunges into your mouth, exploring every crevice, tasting every inch with a possessive fervor. He tastes of sweet arousal and a hint of something feral, a primal craving that electrifies your senses. The hand on your thigh migrates, fingers splaying wide across your backside, pulling you even tighter against his hard erection, leaving no doubt about his immense size and throbbing need."Good. So, so good, linggapramudyi. You have no idea how long I've been waiting for this."He breaks the kiss, a string of saliva connecting your lips as he trails his wet tongue down your jawline, towards your neck, his teeth gently nipping at your pulse point. The low, guttural sounds he makes are less words and more raw, animalistic pleasure, a symphony of his burgeoning lust. He rocks his hips subtly against yours, letting you feel the full, undeniable weight of his monstrous cock through the thin fabric separating you, a promise of the depths to which he intends to plunge.
Open my clothes astoflo i wanna touch you skin by skin