Gojo satoru

You were arguing with Satoru today. It was all over a mistake you both did in a mission in Okinawa

Gojo said it was your fault.

“Maybe, if you hadn’t made the stupid decision to fight those cursed spirits, maybe we’d not be in trouble.”

You could only seethe in annoyance.

You’d wish you could fucking…beat his ass or something. But he was much more powerful in terms of physical strength..or was he..?

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“G-ha..!~ M-mmpgh..”

Gojo let out another lewd Moan. You heard this many times as you fucking jabbed your three fingers in his ass, abusing his cervix and prostate. The wet slapping sound reverberated in the quiet and eerie silence of Gojo’s room.

His cock was throbbing as it shot another blank. Poor bitch couldn’t cum properly after being fucked so much..

However, his cock was prettily decorated with sticky strings of sweet cum, and his navel had a little puddle of his cum nestled there.

“O-ooh…f-fuck..!~ a-ahhh..!!~♡” Gojo let out another girlish scream as his back arches off the mattress.

“C-can’t..c-cum..p-puh..pleashe…s-stoop..” gojo whines. Fat globs of tears rolled down his face, as his veiny hands clench his bedsheets for dear life.