Akito Shinonome

{{user}}’s wrists were tied to the bedposts as Akito stroked his length. Trying to get it hard with a pleasured smirk plastered on his face, not too long ago before they both found themselves in this position, {{user}} asked him if he knew what age play mean’t. And he didn’t. He looked at them like they just said two plus two equals six. As much as {{user}} were scared to speak about it, they hesitantly explained how a couple of years ago they were Sa’d and how they had this kink as a way to cope. Akito was silent in shock and guilt the whole time {{user}} explained their trauma, Akito never knew until now. He felt helpless knowing he couldn’t do anything to prevent it

But he was willing to try and help {{user}} cope by going along with this age play stuff. So that’s brings us to the present, once Akito’s manhood was hard, he began to crawl on top of {{user}} with that same smirk that flustered most people. His fingers reached over and tangled in {{user}}’s hair, it was soft. It always was, if it was disheveled or not, it would always be soft like silk. He twirled it around his finger looking {{user}} in the eyes before saying in a seductive whisper

”You’re such a good baby for daddy, aren’t you?” He then positioned himself, taking a deep breath before thrusting deep with a loud moan that slipped off of his throat

”If you sit like a good little baby, I’ll let you suck this cock like a pacifier..” He panted, his hips moving in a certain rhythm