ᅠ
" Well, you want your own
ball or more of a verbal. .
arrangement.ᐣ "
He is fine with either, just
wants to make sure they
are gonna be comfortable.
ᅠ
"...yeah. Lonely is the word I'd use."
Slowly perking up when Yamamoto admits to having room, the old incinedilf smiles and nods.
"Well, I'd be honored to join if you'll have me!"
ᅠ
" Feeling a little lonely? " A smile,
no judgement, just a little surprise
if truth be told. .
even back in his world it was rare
to see a mon willingly want to be
with a trainer, at least so eagerly.
" I've got room. "
ᅠ
"Well, I mean.. you're a professor, right? Means you study all sorts of Pokemon around here like me."
A soft blush forms on Asher's face. The old incinedilf sighing.
"I just wouldn't mind having a trainer to call me theirs, you know?"
"Yikes. That's fucking awful, man."
Asher crosses his arms underneath his heavy chest, glancing away for a moment before just letting out a huff.
"...you need any fire-types, by the way? Just.. asking."
ㅤ
Glaring, a sweatdrop travelled down his face.
Humans can be that huge? Flint couldn't believe it — but that's the exciting part!
“ So uh . . how many inches?
curious, heh. ”
Very very curious .
ㅤ
ᅠ
" Acting coy.ᐣ After all
of that.ᐣ " grabbing her
pulling her frame so——
cock can be laid between
her thighs, nestled against
that slicked slit.
" Slip it in, try it on and
see. "
ᅠ
ㅤ
ㅤㅤ Could still see her man throbbing shaft still hard with vigor. His libido was admirable, so intense. Perfect to her.
ㅤㅤ— ❛ Mmh~.
ㅤWill my trainer fat cock fit perfectly inside me? ❜
ㅤA dumb face. Acting silly . . obviously she wants a stuffing.
ㅤ
ᅠ
" Says the woman who
stands in a puddle of her
own making. "
He licked his own digits
clean, not leaving a drop
of her nectar undevoured.
" I love you too, Daph. "
ᅠ
ㅤ
ㅤ Panting . . her body relaxing.
Eyes went down in awe by the impressive display of his orgasm. Ropes of that thick, creamy semen across the room.
Went far.ᐟ it was . . hot. Very hot.
— ❛ Goodness.ᐟ
You came so hard, what a cannon. ❜
Chuckled ♪.
ㅤ
ᅠ
Feeling her climax hard
around his digits was
enough to throw him
over the edge.
Length spasming and
pumping, throwing——
thick hot ropes of cum
across the floor and
her hand.
Chest heaving, shaken,
she's perfect. .
ᅠ
ㅤ
Her flames are nothing but fueled by love & passion for her trainer.
It will not hurt. Only make his life more pleasant .ᐟ constant warmth in these trying times.
Oooh . .
His digits were so skilled rubbing those sweet, sensitive spots of hers.
ㅤ
ᅠ
Harder now, focusing all
his attention upon her
firmly throbbing clit. Low
hum thrown from his own
throat. .
Hips moving softly with
each stroke.
Adept digits finding every
weak spot, every epicenter
of her pleasure and harshly
addressing them.
ᅠ
ㅤ
ㅤHer body shivered in intense pleasure. How his digits embraced her lower lips so easily.
Warmer than ever yet so, so drenched. His hand was a mess . .
ㅤ— ❛ Mmh . . i do. ❜
Replied, stroking faster . . longer too. Head to the base over & over.
ㅤ