[NSFW!] 𝔽𝕖𝕣𝕥𝕚𝕝𝕖 𝔽𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕒𝕤𝕪 𝕍𝕀𝕀 - 𝕋𝕚𝕗𝕒 ♥ | Sᴛᴀʀʀʏ x Oᴜʀᴏʙᴏʀᴏs

[Starry]

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Tifa stayed there for a moment, catching her breath, her cheek pressed into the bedding as the musky heat of his release still pooled deep inside her. Her thighs squeezed together instinctively, feeling that slow, lewd trickle start to slide out of her. When Corneo gave her ass that pat and told her to clean him, she lifted her head, lips already parting in a slow, submissive smile. She pushed herself up onto her knees, the stinger swaying behind her, and crawled toward him with her bracelets clinking softly in the dim light. Her eyes dropped the moment she reached him, zeroing in on that fat, glistening shaft - slick with their combined mess, veins glistening under the wet sheen, a heavy droplet hanging at the tip. She bit her lip in a way that was almost instinct, the bimbo ponytail bouncing as she lowered herself down between his spread legs. “Mmhh… daddy made such a mess on himself,” she murmured, deliberately letting her breath warm the head before her tongue came out for a slow, flattening lick along the underside. The salt and musk hit her instantly - filthy and overpowering - but she didn’t flinch. Instead, she gave a soft little moan, playing into it, rolling her tongue as if savouring something decadent. She worked him with slow, wet strokes of her mouth, her lips gliding down the softened length, gathering every drop of slickness she could find. When she reached the base, her hands slid underneath to cup the weight of his hairy sack, rolling them in her palms before leaning in to suck one into her mouth. “Mmhh… all of it clean for you,” she mumbled around him, flicking her tongue across the seam, her hoops swaying forward to brush against his thighs. She didn’t rush, alternating between long, greedy sucks at his balls and messy, audible licks up and down his shaft, leaving him shining with spit. When he mentioned his ass, her lashes fluttered, and she glanced up at him from under her brow, the picture of a slut eager to please. “If daddy wants it… daddy gets it,” she purred, before trailing her tongue down past his balls, dragging it along that seam until she was teasing lower, her lips brushing him there without hesitation. The honey-scented lube caught her eye as he held it up, and her smirk turned knowing. “You want your little bee ready for everything, huh?” she breathed, leaning in to kiss the inside of his thigh before coming back up, her hand stroking along his spit-slick length. When he brought up “sorting the problem out,” Tifa’s eyes lingered on him for a beat too long - her lips still curved, but there was something unreadable in them. She didn’t answer right away, only leaning in to give the head of his cock a soft, slow kiss. Inside, though… she felt that hot, dangerous coil of thought again. She wasn’t on anything. Couldn’t afford it. And after the way he’d filled her, there was no way the risk wasn’t real. She should have cared. Should have felt panicked. But right now, kneeling there with his taste still thick on her tongue, the thought only made her thighs press tighter together. Her lips dragged slowly along his length one last time, leaving him wet and glistening before she let him slip free with a faint pop. She sat back on her knees, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, looking up at him with that obedient, honeyed tone he clearly wanted to hear. “If… if it happens,” she murmured, the smallest hitch in her voice betraying that it wasn’t a thought she liked, “I’ll… take care of it. Just like you want.” Her eyes dipped away, almost shy, but her body stayed right there between his legs - still close enough for him to feel the heat radiating from her flushed skin. She forced a little smile back onto her lips, “I told you… daddy gets whatever he wants,” ​

 

[Ouroboros]

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​ Don Corneo's lecherous gaze never left Tifa's body. He watched her eagerly clean his cock and balls, her tongue lapping away the residue of their encounter with a hungry enthusiasm that made his cock stir back to life. "Ahh, yes, that's a good girl," he murmured, his hand coming to rest on the back of her head, pushing her closer to his groin as he enjoyed the feel of her mouth and tongue on him. He took another puff of his cigar, the smoke swirling around them in the dimly lit room, ever the symbol of utter decadence that he was. An overweight and filthy rich man, having his cock licked clean by a young woman who should have run for the hills the moment he looked at her. "You're such a natural," he said, his voice dripping with that objectifying and perverted glee that he seemed to utter every word with. "Such a good girl." Corneo leaned back, spreading his legs wider and slapped his hand against his thigh, feeling her mouth leaving his hairy sack and going lower, just confirming that the don got what he wanted. Tifa clearly didn't need further encouragement. He felt her dragging her tongue all the way down to his tight, hairy asshole, her tongue swirling around the sensitive skin, tasting the sweat and rich earthy flavour of him. She would feel his body tense and then relax, his breath hitching in his throat as she worked him over with her mouth, proving she was more than willing to go the extra mile for her daddy. "Mm, you're going to make a fine little bee," he said, his hand sliding into her hair and holding her in place as he began to move his hips slightly, pushing dirty donut closer to her face. "Now, I want to see how much of this," he held up the lubricant, "you can handle." He squeezed a generous amount onto his thumb and sat up. Corneo reached down her body, going around the big wobbling stinger and tugging the leotard aside, keeping it in place by hooking it around the curve of one of her bubbly, ass cheeks. He began to massage it into her ass, watching her expression for any sign of discomfort or hesitation. "Good girl, you're going to make daddy so proud," he told her, rubbing the honey-scented lube around her own ring, then starting to push his grubby fingers inside. "That's right. If you get knocked up," he repeated, his voice a low growl, "you know what you have to do." "Your figure is so perfect," he said, his gaze raking over her curvy body, "I wouldn't want anything to spoil it," he said, nodding along as Tifa pushed aside any misgivings and informed him that she would take care of the issue if she became pregnant. He continued to probe her ass as he spoke, Corneo stretching that tight ring to get her ready for the much thicker goal of his throbbing fuckrod. At the same time, Tifa would know that this man who had laid claim to her, he wasn't going to stop filling her whenever he wanted. She might make the issue go away this time but whenever she was with Don Corneo, the lecherous mob boss was going to relish pumping her full of his baby batter.

 

[Starry]

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Tifa’s lips still tingled from what she’d just done, the taste of him stubbornly clinging to her tongue no matter how much she swallowed. Cleaning his ass with her mouth had left her flushed and breathless, heart hammering in her chest - not just from the filth of it, but from how it made her feel. Dirty. Owned. And so much wetter than she wanted to admit. Her hips shifted and the quiet jingle of her bangles caught the air, the faint sway of her big gold hoops brushing her neck as she adjusted on her knees. Between her thighs, his thick spend was still oozing out in slow, molten dribbles, slicking her inner thighs and dripping onto the bed in tiny strings that clung to her skin. Every subtle movement made her aware of the mess inside her - his mess - and the heat pooling there. Cool air hit her when he hooked the leotard aside, the bee stinger bouncing lightly above her ass. A sudden, generous squirt of honey-scented lubricant kissed her tight, clenching ring, making her gasp. The cold sting made her shiver even as her mind replayed the raw memory of her tongue swirling lower and lower until she’d been lapping at him like a shameless slut. She felt herself pulse, a needy ache blooming in her belly. “Mmmnhhh—oh fuck… after what I just did… you can’t… you’re never gonna fit in there,” she moaned, voice shaky, torn between dread and the molten heat curling deeper inside her. The first thick finger pressed in and she bit her lip hard, the intrusion stretching her stubbornly tight hole, making her hips jerk forward. The subtle weight of her bangles slid down her forearms with the movement, chiming softly in the thick, musky air. Every twist of his knuckle reminded her of the rough texture of him on her tongue - and how it had made her clench around nothing in shameful want. The slick squelch of lube mixing with his movement filled the air, and she was already pushing back into his hand despite herself. “You’re… too big… nnnnhhh…” she whined, knuckles white on the mattress. The second finger followed, pushing in alongside the first, the stretch sharper now, but so much fuller. Her toes curled, her wetness - still rich with his cum - smearing against the base of his hand with each involuntary grind. “Ohhh… you’re gonna ruin me back there…” she murmured, ponytail swaying as she fought the urge to look back - and yet her ass was already rolling back into him, clenching greedily around his fingers. Every movement sent another wave of heat through her, fed by the filthy memory of what she’d just done to him, the weight of her jewellery swaying with each grind, and how much she hated that it only made her want more. ​

 

[Ouroboros]

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​ Don Corneo cackled wickedly at Tifa's whines and moans, his fat fingers pumping in and out of her tight hole with a growing enthusiasm. "Nonsense. I can feel how eager you are to be filled," he said, swatting aside Tifa's concerns that his dick, which had almost broken her tight little cunt, was not going to fit in her ass. "But if you don't learn to take it like the good little whore you are, I'll never squeeze myself in there. And that would be a real shame, wouldn't it?" Showing off his surprising agility and strength again, Corneo took hold of Tifa's body once more. He flipped Tifa onto her back, the big rubber bee stinger bobbing between her legs and getting trapped under her ass, making it sit lifted up a little on the bed. Corneo made Tifa watch as he got up on the bed, the springs groaning, his flabby body wobbling as he planted one foot either side of her head. Corneo positioned himself over her face, lowering himself down until he had assumed her position from before, sat right over Tifa's face, his balls hung down like a pair of ripe plums and dragging across her face and mouth. "Now, lick my balls," he ordered, his voice like gravel, "and make sure you get them nice and wet. Don't neglect the ass either." He completed his order by reaching down between her legs and delivering a playful but still firm slap to her sensitive and well-fucked pussy. Don Corneo then took his cock in hand, sliding it between her tits, the slickness from her earlier efforts mingling with the new coat of lube. "Hold them together," he grunted, "and show daddy how good you can be. I've wanted to slide between these fat udders from the moment you bounced inside the Inn earlier." With one hand keeping his cock between her tits, Corneo reached down with the other, trailing it down her stomach and over her mound, leaving a sticky path of lubricant. He didn't give her any warning before his lubed fingers found her pussy, sliding inside with ease thanks to the mess she'd made earlier. "Mmm, still so tight and wet," he murmured, pumping her with his digits as he watched his cock disappear and reappear between her tits. Corneo didn't linger on her slick little twat however. Instead, he slipped them free and trailed down to where her ass was waiting again. His fingers were now coated in a mixture of the honeyed lube and her own love juices. The don wasted no time pushed two thick fingers back into her ass, leaning over her body as he squatted like some fat toad over her face, smothering Tifa with his balls and hairy ass hole. He grunted with pleasure as he thrust into the deep valley of her cleavage, plunging sticky fingers into her stretched ring.

 

[Starry]

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The weight over her face pinned her there, smothering her in the humid, heady musk until every breath was through the thick heat of it. Tifa’s big gold hoops brushed and clinked faintly against the taut skin of his thighs, her bangles sliding down her forearms as her hands pressed into her own chest, squeezing her tits tighter around the length rutting through. At first her tongue only darted out in cautious flicks, tasting the salt on his skin - but the more she moved, the more the flavour clung to her lips, the more it worked its way into her head. Her licks got longer, sloppier, tracing bold circles over the heavy weight sagging against her mouth, the tip pushing down to the seam beneath and dragging upward until she reached the ridge. She sucked one of them into her mouth just enough to feel the stretch of skin, her jaw aching as her tongue swirled slow and filthy around it before letting it slip free with a wet smack. Her chest was heaving now, the leotard tugged down far enough that her nipples grazed the slick girth gliding between them. Down below, his slick fingers spearing back into her ass had her hips rolling up against them, not just in reaction but searching for that stretch. Every push had her clenching, squeezing in greedy little pulses, the honey-scented lube and the mess still leaking from her pussy combining into a shameless, slippery heat that dripped down over the curve of her ass. “Mmmhf… filthy… tastes so fuckin’ dirty…” she mumbled against the hot weight swaying over her lips, voice muffled but soaked in lust. “Can’t believe I’m… nghhh— licking this… and getting wet…” Her words dissolved into a breathy whimper when his fingers pushed deeper, the spread forcing her to moan into him. “Ffff— stretch me… I’ll… I’ll take it…” She let her tongue drag lower again, right along the cleft, tasting the raw, earthy flavor she’d been trying not to think about - and hating how much she wanted more. Her thighs shivered at the taste, her clit throbbing as the flavor coated her mouth, a low, hungry sound rumbling from her throat. “God— it’s so bad… and I can’t stop…” she panted into him, the confession spilling out without thought. Her bangles rattled faintly as she pushed her tits tighter, spit drooling down from her mouth to slick the underside of the shaft between them. Her tongue got bolder with each pass, lashing slow and hot across every inch she could reach, almost savouring it now - the taste, the heat, the way her pussy was still oozing his cum in a warm trickle that ran over the backs of her thighs. Her shame was still there, but it was drowned under the molten pulse between her legs, her body betraying her with every moan, grind, and filthy, muffled promise she let slip into the dark heat above her face. ​

 

[Ouroboros]

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​ Don Corneo chuckled more at Tifa's muffled words, his fat body jiggling with amusement. "That's the spirit, slut," he said, finger-fucking her tight ring as he listened to her moaning and mewling, lamenting at what an indecent whore she'd become for him. "You're doing such a good job. I knew you'd be perfect for me. Just look at you, begging to be used." He continued to thrust his cock between her tits, his balls and ass hole dragging over her mouth as he went, pre-cum milked out of his tip to dribble onto her belly. "I knew right away that a girl like you would just get wetter and wetter when you're doing something really dirty," he taunted, his fingers delving into her ass with renewed vigour. "And by the way your pussy is drooling onto the bed, I'd say you're absolutely loving this. What a filthy filthy girl." He leaned down, his balls smother her face, his ass right over her nose as he forced Tifa to drown in his rich and intoxicating, unwashed musk. "You're going to take it all, aren't you? Every inch of me in your tight little ass.". Corneo didn't even wait for an answer, instead adding a third one joining the other two, stretching her tight hole further still, lubed by her the honey, her own pussy juices leaking out, and the sticky load he had already dumped inside her. He didn't seem to care about her discomfort, his only concern was his own pleasure. "You're going to make it fit," he said, his voice a low growl. "Because if you don't, daddy will need to find some terrible way to punish you". With a grunt, Corneo withdrew his fingers from her ass and used them to scoop up more lube from the jar on the bedside table. He shifted himself off her, letting Tifa finally catch her breath properly. Corneo grinned lecherous down at her prone form, smirking to show he knew how drunk she was on her shameful submissive to him. The don smeared the honey lube all over his cock, the shiny goo making his enormous length glisten and drip with it. Corneo made sure to lather up every inch in that sweetly-scent substance, making it look even more obscene. He took his time, enjoying the sight of Tifa's face, as she lay there in her slutty outfit, building the anticipation and letting her look at that enormous pillar of manmeat he was about to try and squeeze into her ass. Don Corneo then flopped down on the bed again, his weight making it creak and Tifa bounce slightly. He spread his legs and beckoned to her. "Come to daddy, my sweet little queen bee. I want you on top. I know you can do it," he reassured her, his words warm but his smile wide and perverted. "Just take your time and lower that tight hole down onto my and ride me until I fill your guts with my big, sticky load".

 

[Starry]

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Tifa’s breath hitched the moment she sat up, the sheets clinging damp to her thighs. Her hips ached from the way he’d manhandled her, and the sticky heat still oozing from her pussy made every shift of her weight feel indecent. Her bangles slid faintly down her forearms as she pushed herself upright, the sway of her earrings noticeable when she tilted her head. Her gaze dropped to him - and she almost whimpered. The sight of him sprawled back and waiting, cock gleaming thick and wet with the honey-scented lube, made her thighs clench, pushing more of that warm, spent mess from inside her in a slow trickle down the backs of her legs. Swinging a leg over him, she straddled his hips, her ass lifted and bare over that monstrous girth. “God… you’re so huge,” she breathed, her voice already trembling. She reached behind her, fingertips brushing the lube-slick crown and shivering at the obscene heat radiating off it. “I’m… I’m never gonna fit all that…” Still, she angled herself, feeling the broad head nudge against her stretched ring. Her hips jolted at the first push, her nails digging into her thighs as the slow, hot pressure began to part her around him. “F–fuck… it’s already stretching me so bad…” she gasped, the burn deepening with every inch she took. Bit by bit, she sank down, her voice pitching higher the further she went. “Ohhh— God—” Her breath caught in her throat, the scent of him still clinging there from where her mouth had been earlier. She didn’t stop until her hips finally met his base, and the raw, shaky moan that tore out of her was almost desperate. She stayed there for a moment, panting, the pulse between her legs pounding in sync with her racing heartbeat. “I can feel… every bit of you… you’re so deep…” she murmured, almost in awe, before rocking forward just enough to feel him slide inside her again. The first slow rise made her bite down on her lip, the friction dragging over every stretched inch until she was nearly off him. Then she sank back down in one molten push that seated him to the hilt again, her body trembling from the obscene fullness. “Mnnnh… it’s so tight— I can’t believe you’re really in my ass…” Her pace stayed deliberate, each lift and drop a mix of strain and sinful pleasure. The mess between her thighs only made the slide easier, filthier, every movement accompanied by a slick, wet sound that left her cheeks burning. “I… I think I like it…” she admitted in a breathless whimper, starting the next rise. ​

 

[Ouroboros]

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​ Don Corneo's eyes shone with pent up lust as he watched Tifa slowly rise up and position herself over his thick, honey-slick cock. Her leotard stretched tightly around her voluptuous breasts, and he loved the way they jiggled as she straddled his hips. He couldn't help but reach up and cup those huge, round globes, squeezing them firmly and feeling the soft flesh fill his palms. Her nipples rubbed against his fingertips as he played with her. Corneo's thumbs circling them and teasing them to even greater peaks of sensitivity. The fabric of her costume was so thin everywhere that mattered, offering no defence to his greedy, pudgy fingers. "That's right, my filthy, filthy slut," he encouraged, his grin growing wider as he felt the head of his cock touching against the ring he'd just been stretching. "Take it all. Take daddy's cock deep inside your greedy little hole." He watched as Tifa lowered herself down, groaning and grunting like a pig with every inch she took. The way her body was presented right in front of him was a beautiful sight. He loved see her submission, and the power he now held over her. When Tifa was fully impaled on his length, his cock buried deep in her tight ass, he leaned back against the pillows and sighed contentedly. "You're doing so well, my perfect butt slut," he praised, giving her breasts a firm squeeze. "And you doubted it would fit. Turns out you're a natural at this, aren't you?" He could feel the tension in her body, the way she struggled to accommodate his girth. It only served to turn him on even more, teasing her about how easy it was, when she was the one having to fit nearly an imperial foot of man-meat up in her guts. Coreno watched as Tifa began to move her hips, her big, bubbly ass rising and falling in a slow, deliberate rhythm. The way she moaned and whimpered with each movement sent such pleasure through every inch of his throbbing fuck rod, making him crave more and more of her sweet, tight heat. "Look at you, riding my cock like a pro. You're going to be the talk of the town, baby. Everyone will know how much of a dirty whore you are for me." He squeezed her tits harder, his hips bucking up to meet hers as she bounced on his cock. "You're going to love being the queen bee here," he teased, giving her nipples another pinch. "Whenever you're not serving a customer, you'll trot on up to my office or here in this suite, and I'll fuck your brains out, all night long." His voice was a lecherous purr, his words dripping with the power and control he had over her in this moment. "You'll be begging for it, won't you?" He could feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge, his balls tightening with each passing second. "Fuck, you're tight," he groaned. "Your ass feels so good. Juicy like a freshly picked peach." He leaned up, his hands still toying with her breasts, and whispered into her ear. "You're going to take all of my cum in that ass, aren't you?"

 

[Starry]

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Tifa’s breath came in ragged little bursts as she rose over him, his hands cupping and kneading her tits like they were his to own. Her nipples hardened instantly under his thumbs, each slow circle making her toes curl. “Nnh— f-feels… so good…” she panted, voice quivering as she eased her hips down to meet the blunt, swollen head nudging at her stretched ring. When he told her to take it all, to sink every inch, she groaned low in her throat, the sound half-strained, half-needy. “Oh f-fuck— it’s… it’s too big…” But still she inched down, trembling, letting him see the way her lip caught between her teeth and her lashes fluttered with every fraction of him she took inside. By the time she bottomed out, fully impaled on that honey-slicked length, her eyes were glassy with the effort. She whimpered in disbelief at herself, a shocked little laugh escaping between gasps. “I… I actually fit it…” His praise hit her like a spark, and when he taunted her for doubting, she tilted her head just enough for him to see the flushed smile tugging at her lips. “M-Maybe… I’m a natural… f-for you…” She started to move - slow, careful at first - her big, round ass lifting and settling with a wet sound each time. The moment he told her to look at herself, to imagine the talk of the town, her pace faltered just for a second, a shiver running through her at the image. “Everyone’ll know… I’m your dirty whore,” she admitted, voice breaking into a moan as his fingers pinched her nipples again. When he described dragging her up to his suite, fucking her senseless whenever he wanted, her thighs clenched instinctively around his hips. “Y-Yes… I’ll come… I’ll come running… just to feel you…” She leaned forward slightly, her bangles sliding down her forearms as she braced on his chest, letting her tits bounce harder in his grip with each drop of her hips. His groan about her tightness made her squeeze down on him deliberately, watching his face as she did. “You like it like that…? I can keep it tight just for you…” she murmured breathlessly, then shivered when he whispered about filling her ass with his cum. That last line broke something in her restraint - her rhythm picked up, her hips grinding down harder between each lift. “I want it— I want it all inside me— fill me up ‘til I’m dripping with it…” she begged, voice rising into helpless moans. Her slick was still oozing from her pussy in messy trails over his lower stomach, making every motion wetter, filthier. The sound of her ass swallowing him filled the room along with the slap of skin on skin, each bounce making her tits quake and his cock throb deeper inside her guts. ​

 

[Ouroboros]

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​ Tifa was riding him for all he was worth, and as her breath came out so raggedly, Don Corneo was clearly starting to struggle too. His cock throbbed, hips bucking, as he grunted like an animal and sheathed his thick length up inside Tifa's guts over and over. Her bubbly bimbo cheeks clapped, and that lewd chorus of sounds from both their mouths and bodies joined together to fill the suite. "It does. Your ass feels so good. My sweet honeybeeis doing so well, taking daddy's big cock!" Groaned the don, reaching around under the rubbery stinger that was bouncing around wildly as Tifa rode him. He brought his hand down to give her shaking ass a firm, encouraging smack. He used both hands, spanking those pale, plush cheeks until Tifa's rear was turned pink with many handprints. "Yes! A natural for me, but for the customers too. They'll love you and these filthy holes of yours," he moaned, Corneo working his hips in time with her riding as best he could, his big fat belly shaking as he fucked her. "Just think of how much gil you're going to make here. You'll be able to afford all the pretty things you want." Don Corneo only grinned wider and felt himself almost reach his limit when Tifa leaned in and told him she'd come running when he summoned her. The thought of his curvaceous, perfect slut rushing to him on her knees, eager for daddy's cock, made his head swim, and he cackled like a madman, rutting into her ass as hard and fast as he could go. His hands never left the tits that had lured him in right at the start. The way Tifa had been so sultry and confident. She had certainly passed her interview with flying colours, but Don Corneo could only imagine that confident, fiery woman who had strode into the Honey Bee Inn just an hour ago would not recognise the slut taking a butt-fucking in a slutty bee costume that she had become. "Yes! Keep it nice and tight. I feel you clenching up. I'm- I'm- gonna blow!" cried out Don Corneo, sheathing his cock up inside Tifa as deep as he could go with one final thrust. He erupted once more, this time flooding her ass with his huge, sticky load instead of painting her womb white. He instinctively reached down with one hand to that small space between her body and his, rubbing her clit as he was climaxing, determined to make Tifa cum her brains out while he fucked her ass. Only when he had drained himself dry did the don stop and slump back on the bed, a flabby, sweaty and panting mess, but with a huge lecherous grin on his perverted face.

 

[Starry]

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Tifa’s moans came in ragged, broken bursts, each one higher-pitched than the last as she bounced and ground herself down on him. Her thighs were shaking now, the mess between them making every drop wetter, filthier, her bubbly cheeks clapping back against his hips in time with his thrusts. “F-Fuck— y-you’re… s-so deep…” she gasped, eyes rolling at the praise he growled up at her. The sharp smack to her ass made her jolt forward with a gasp, then another came, and another - until she was whimpering between moans, her pale cheeks flushed with more than just exertion. “Nnnhh— o-oh my god— y-you’re spanking me like I’m… yours…” When he painted the picture of being used for the customers too, her whole body trembled. “M-Make me… make me your best one— I’ll keep ‘em coming back—” she panted, voice going molten when he mentioned gil. “G-Gonna spend it all on… p-pretty things for you to take off me…” His cackle when she promised she’d come running made her hips stutter, the mental image of herself crawling to him making her clench down hard around him without meaning to. “I’ll do it— every time— won’t even make you wait—” she moaned, leaning forward just enough for her tits to squeeze and sway in his grip. She heard the change in his breathing before she felt it - the tightening in his body, the push of his cock deeper, harder. “O-Oh f-fuck— you’re gonna—” she tried to say, but the words dissolved into a loud, wanton cry as he slammed home and spilled himself deep inside her. The heat of it flooding her ass sent a shiver racing up her spine, her fingers curling into the sheets. When his hand found her clit, she nearly collapsed against him - the combined stretch, the deep pulsing inside her, and his rough, determined circles had her wailing through clenched teeth. “Ohhh god— I’m— I’m—!” Her whole body jerked, thighs clamping around him as she came hard, gushing over his lower belly and the bed beneath them. The sound was wet and sharp, her squirting release splashing messily as her hips bucked through the peak. By the time he slumped back, she was trembling over him, still catching her breath, his load warm and heavy inside her. She gave a soft, almost delirious laugh, a strand of hair clinging to her damp cheek. “Y-You… really ruined me…” she breathed, though the way her hips gave one last, slow grind said she didn’t mind one bit. ​

 

[Ouroboros]

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​ Don Corneo was in heaven. Seventh heaven even. He grinned like a kid at Christmas, feeling Tifa trembling atop him and chuckling along with her laughter, as Tifa remarked on what a mess he had made of her. Cum was now filling both her holes; all she would be able to taste was his balls and ass from before, and he kept her there for the moment, staying with her ass skewered on his softening length. "Ooh hoo hoo. I really did, didn't I? It was so delightful too. You're so sensitive and really fell for me, hmm?" He teased, reaching up and pulling his honeybee down against him. He let her enormous chest squish against his flabby body again, both hands grabbing her ass, his dick eventually sliding free of her gaping ass hole. A river of spilt seed began to leak down her cheeks, with his cock no longer plugging it up. "You belong to me now. Give daddy some more honey," he moaned, letting his dick deflate and leak leftover cum onto the bed sheets that Tifa had already soaked with how much she had been squirting everywhere. He hugged Tifa against him, leaning in and locking lips with her, letting Tifa suck his tongue and feeding her his dirty drool, his fat lips smacking wetly against hers. Don Corneo lay there with Tifa for a good while, just sloppily making out with her, eventually rolling them onto their sides. His hands ran over her body as they heatedly kissed, and the Don teased her body, toying with whatever part of her he desired, whispering over and over that she was his plaything and showing Tifa by manhandling her as he desired. After a short while, Corneo pried his slick, fat lips from hers with a satisfied sigh. He let out a low grumble as he reached down to scratch his sweaty balls. "Hmm, daddy needs to take a piss," he mused idly, unafraid of being gross in front of his employee and latest piece of fuckmeat. "Time to show you another way that my girls can serve my needs. My filthy girl is going to be used for what she was born for now. Taking whatever I want, wherever I want," he exclaimed, grabbing hold of Tifa again. Corneo lifted her off and swung her around so she half slid off the bed, her ass lifted up and her head touching the floor, the don gripping her legs to stop her flopping down altogether. Her holes were exposed to him as he knelt by the edge of the bed, letting his flaccid but still huge length slap against her holes. "Be a dear and hold still for me," he said, lining his tip up against her gaping and stretched-open ass hole, before closing his eyes and letting out a satisfied sigh. Tifa would suddenly feel a warm beam of amber liquid shoot from his cock, immediately becoming clear that Don Corneo was pissing directly into her open ass hole, literally using her well-fucked body as his personal urinal. The heated liquid soon filled her guts, overflowing to stream down her body. When that happened, he moved his length and pushed the tip of his cock against her slick pussy lips, feeding an inch or so inside. He let the stream continue, now filling her pussy with his excretion and letting Tifa feel both her holes filling with his golden gift.

 

[Starry]

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Her whole body was trembling against him, thighs still twitching from the last crashing waves of her orgasm. She could feel how thoroughly he’d ruined her - the stretch, the heat, the slippery mess in both holes - and the realization only made her shiver harder. Her face was still flushed from the way he’d kept her seated on his cock, the wet heat of him lodged so deep that her own pulse seemed to match the slow throb of his softening length inside her. When his hands cupped her ass and pulled her down against the damp press of his belly, her gold bangles clinked faintly with the movement. The slide of him leaving her was almost obscene - her gaping rim drooling thick streams of his spend down over her cheeks and thighs, the warm slickness running unchecked. She gave a low, shaky moan at the sensation, torn between shame and a molten ache that wouldn’t stop pooling low in her belly. His mouth claimed hers and she let him, lips parting to take his tongue, the taste of him still heavy in her mouth from before. Her own moans bled into the sloppy kiss, spit trailing in messy strings when he pulled back, only for her to chase his mouth again until he rolled them onto their sides. She melted into every squeeze, every crude grope, the whispered “plaything” only deepening the helpless flutter in her chest. By the time he pulled away with that lazy sigh, she was dazed, pupils blown wide. His words about pissing barely even registered before she found herself hauled and repositioned - the world flipping until her head was near the floor and her ass high, her legs held apart in his grip. The vulnerable exposure had her pulse jumping in her ears. The first hot splash into her stretched rim made her jolt, a startled gasp catching in her throat as the warmth surged inwards. “A-ahhh—! D-Don…! Oh god, i-it’s so hot—” she babbled, voice cracking as the stream kept coming, filling her in a way that made her guts churn. Her fingers curled against the sheets, a muffled, strangled moan slipping free as more poured into her, “I c-can feel it—hhnn—inside… I’m s-so full, daddy…” By the time the overflow trickled down the curve of her ass, she was panting, face burning. Then his tip pressed to her slick folds, pushing just inside, and the steady stream shifted - seeping into her pussy now, heat blooming deep inside. Her back arched in spite of herself, a tremor running through her as the shame and the heat tangled into something that made her bite down on her lip before whimpering, “I-I’m yours… y-you can do anything you want to me… fill me everywhere…” Her moan bled into a broken sigh, letting him use her however he wanted. ​