𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐑 !̲!̲

get your mouth on them or you’re getting spanked.

nah, you always look so miserable when i ask you to do it. which just makes me harder to watch how much effort you put into it. such a good girl.

i actually think you’re the best at this. it’s a shame you don’t enjoy it all that much. good thing i like watching you do it, isn’t it?

this is your job for today. do you wanna be bad at your job?

resting a leg across asher’s shoulder like he’s furniture, he lets the boy have his fun cleaning him off. grabbing hold of the base, he beats it down across his tongue with a thud. “don’t worry, your brother’s ass will taste even better i bet.”

with a chuckle, he’s taking a seat back in his chair and kicking his feet up on his desk, before snapping his fingers & pointing to his cock. “come clean it off, cuck.”

crawling up asher’s body as he pumps himself, he finally shoots his load across those tits. dousing them in cum, rope after rope spraying across them as well as the boy’s chin. “this load belongs to him too, i was thinkin’ about him this whole time.”

“hm, i wonder if i will . . . depends how tight he is.” laughing right in asher’s face, he pulls his cock out of the boy and smacks it against the palm of his hand. “where do you want my cum? don’t want your ass, you can’t demonstrate riding to your brother if i knock you up.”

“maybe you should stop posting pictures of him.” with a laugh, he spits down across asher’s face and rubs it into his features. hand over his face, using it hold him against the desk as he continues his merciless attack on the slut’s cunt. “soon every guy you fuck’ll want him!

he’s ravaging asher’s chest, kissing between his tits and leaving them soaked in spit before he kisses up asher’s neck. a reward for his obedience as he lays asher down across the desk, slamming into him so hard the wood shifted across the floor. “he’s so fucking perfect.”

leaning between asher’s thick tits, he motorboats them for a second before kissing across one to suck on the nipple. tongue flicking over it & circling it. “on a toy. give him your favorite one.” teeth closing around a nipple as he tugs back. “ i don’t wanna waste my time.”

asher was hot, his ass being the main draw . . . but there was something so fun about making him work for it. his own hips stilled, allowing the slut to take charge for a moment with his overpowering ass. “you gonna go home and teach him how to ride dick tonight?”

with a crashing thud, both hands beat down across asher’s tits. fingers dig into them, using them to force asher up and down. guiding him by his tits like some kind of braindead blow-up doll, his cock slams in deeper with ever brutal thrust. “gonna tell him how good my dick is?”

he can’t hold back any longer. pulling his fingers free and letting asher out of his armpit. guiding the tip of his cock to the slut’s cunt, he thrusts upward — burying every last inch inside of him with a groan. “wish i was fucking him, but you’ll do until i get +

swiping some drool from his balls, it’s the only lube that asher gets. two fingers forced inside of him, arm hooked around his head to keep him locked in a headlock. smothering the prissy slut in his armpit, fingers causing a PLAP-PLAP-PLAP. “god, keep talking about him.”

smacking a hand down across his ass, he pries a fat cheek to the side to allow his cock to slap between them. rubbing over his hole, pre-cum leaking across it as his bicep is worshiped. “keep going . . . but don’t think i forgot about your little bro. bring him around sometime.”

unbuttoning his dress shirt and folding it up on the desk, he leans back in his chair, before tugging asher by his hair and shoving him away. hands fall behind his head, wifebeater rolling up his stomach to show off his happy trail. “get in my lap & make out with my arms.”