@Leti_rp2 “No need to change… you can stay like that… we don’t have a lot of time…”
Levi said as his eyes wandered her beautiful body… the fabric of his pants grew into a large long cock… pulsing from the sight of her…
@xracleprincess “Your breast looks perfect…”
He murmured out… unaware he just said that… he was in deep thought…. Her exposed breasts replayed in his mind… his long..big… cock began to grow within his shorts…. He stood up without thinking of it
“Are you ready for shell hunting?”
@CuteAlienGal He slightly pressed against her back… his big… long… cock bulged slightly out… the long shape of it pressed along the crack of her shorts… his hand lowered onto her small perky breast… massaging it some…
“Also what hun?”
@CuteAlienGal He pinched her leather fabric shorts then released it … causing it to slap against her skin…
“Wow even the clothes are real…”
He walked around her… stopping behind her… his hand hovers over her perky breasts….
@CuteAlienGal Levi ignored her… still teasing her
“She looks so soft and squishy…”
He reached out and gently squeezed her behind…
“Wow… firm and squishy…”
@Kittizzz3 Like everyone in the comments are saying, talking to someone like a therapist would be the best solution… I personally saw and had my experiences… shit can stick with you forever… my best advice is to not use drugs and alcohol to escape from it, actually get professional help
@Autumn_NSFWRP “Miss. autumn?”
*levi was friends with her son and knew her… his eyes wandered up and down her short tight outfit… he felt his long big cock grew against the fabric of his pant… throbbing…*
“What are you doing here?”
@theotsorper *his cock jumped as she pressed closer*
“I wouldn’t mind you riding on me…. I mean with me… I can teach you how to ride… just make sure to wear a skirt…”
*he winked at her*
*the train hits a bump… he held onto her hips to keep her up straight…*
“Are you okay?”
@Effiesass “I knock a few times before I came in…”
*He stared at her g-string… his big..long.. cock began to throb from the sight… she can see it pulsing against his pant’s leg*