[He's weak to praise. Terribly weak to it. When both of his lovers are whispering such thing in his ears, or dirty nothings of what they're going to do to him... He can't help but fall apart. A sob escapes him as the pace gets faster, eyes welling with tears as he tries to hold back.
But he's so sore from last night, already loosened up and ready to release and release quickly at the slightest ask. He's not sure how much he has in him considering Yingxing and Dan Feng fucked him until he was coming dry just a handful of hours ago but--
That's all Yingxing has to say and he's coming. Jing Yuan's insides tightens and goes rigid, back arching off the bed and head thrown back in a whine like moan as his cock releases what little it had managed to collect in the brief reprieve from last nights fucking and now. It splatters on his stomach, still messy from before, almost clear. Barely anything at all but all he had to give.
Too much. Too sensitive. Yingxing is going to keep going until he comes too but he can't stop squirming despite the firm grip on his hips. Still, every powerful thrust into his abused prostate has him moaning and moaning loud, hands fisting into their sheets and tugging on them as the over stimulation has him writhing on their bed.]
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But he's so sore from last night, already loosened up and ready to release and release quickly at the slightest ask. He's not sure how much he has in him considering Yingxing and Dan Feng fucked him until he was coming dry just a handful of hours ago but--
That's all Yingxing has to say and he's coming. Jing Yuan's insides tightens and goes rigid, back arching off the bed and head thrown back in a whine like moan as his cock releases what little it had managed to collect in the brief reprieve from last nights fucking and now. It splatters on his stomach, still messy from before, almost clear. Barely anything at all but all he had to give.
Too much. Too sensitive. Yingxing is going to keep going until he comes too but he can't stop squirming despite the firm grip on his hips. Still, every powerful thrust into his abused prostate has him moaning and moaning loud, hands fisting into their sheets and tugging on them as the over stimulation has him writhing on their bed.]