[ Mugen doesnβt know what it is thatβs got him so restless but itβs pissing him off. He attempts to daydream, something that might dip him back into sleep; instead, his mind wanders to a place that is charted and often visited on nights like tonight.
It starts with heat and his calloused hands mapping out the slopes and valleys on the curvaceous body of a woman. Sheβs naked and on top and heβs watching her gyrating form and obviously digging the hell out of it. His long, twitchy fingers reach up to clasp heavy breasts, anticipating the feel of supple flesh as it pours into his palms β only theyβre not heavy breasts. Rather, they're itty bitty. What the hell? Where are those big jugs he usually fantasizes about?
Suddenly, imagination molds the woman into a familiar shape and stature. He looks up and sees brown hair and discovers it's no longer some nameless, big-boobied babe that's riding him. It's Fuu.
He shakes it off and rolls over with an annoyed grunt. Itβs not the first time that's happened but he wishes it would stop happening. Especially when he gets hard over it and yeah, sure, he could jerk off with her in the room but something tells him not to (surprisingly) and he's definitely not getting up to beat his meat out in some bush. ]
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It starts with heat and his calloused hands mapping out the slopes and valleys on the curvaceous body of a woman. Sheβs naked and on top and heβs watching her gyrating form and obviously digging the hell out of it. His long, twitchy fingers reach up to clasp heavy breasts, anticipating the feel of supple flesh as it pours into his palms β only theyβre not heavy breasts. Rather, they're itty bitty. What the hell? Where are those big jugs he usually fantasizes about?
Suddenly, imagination molds the woman into a familiar shape and stature. He looks up and sees brown hair and discovers it's no longer some nameless, big-boobied babe that's riding him. It's Fuu.
He shakes it off and rolls over with an annoyed grunt. Itβs not the first time that's happened but he wishes it would stop happening. Especially when he gets hard over it and yeah, sure, he could jerk off with her in the room but something tells him not to (surprisingly) and he's definitely not getting up to beat his meat out in some bush. ]
Yo. Fuu.
[ He nudges the sleeping girl with his foot. ]
Psst. You up?