I'm so sorry with the codes LOL, I don't know what happened.
I still hope you'll enjoy it!
I do not own finder series.
" That's right lick the head, dip your tongue in the slit, feel the outside and plunge forward yes like this."
Doing as the older one told him, he goes down on the shaft first and then flicks his tongue on the side.
"Massage the bottom with one of your hands. Good boy."
As if wanting the thick stickiness to spill he pressed his already icky hand on the bottom of the sack. He licked his way up the length biting just a bit on some places. Placing his lips on the head, he sucked still massaging the bags.
"Um ah! Asami it's coming out. So sweet!"
"I know baby boy, pull harder and more will slip out, said a perverted old man. Getting harder by the minute as he looked at his boy bobbing up and."
"Mm…"
His moan vibrated through the huge staff.
"There is no more…whined the upset boy."
Letting go of the sack he lifted at his mouth and chomped down.
" Akihito!" Grounded the yakusa.
"But, but it's not coming out, I know there is more…but…"
"Patience, patience, continue as before and it will eventfully spill out."
"Uh, but…"
"No buts, and if you even think as to bite you'll severely get punished," he threatened.
Not wanting to pry more, Akihito nodded and started again.
Up and down, up and down.
Licking under again and again, sucking on the tip while groping the sack a hand under the other as to squish the creamy liquid out.
"Um, so sweet! It's finished…"
A growl was heard as Akihito, cream all over his hands, pouted. Plush lips parted and cream spilled out. Rosy cheeks bloomed red. From his sigh, Akihito was eatable. Slumped on the floor in only a light apron, the end squeezed between his thighs. His stare provoked a tingle in his boy's belly. His eyelashes fluttered open while his blush spread down to his toes.
Suddenly, Akihito shot up, piping bag in hand. Running in the kitchen he squeaked:
"I'll go refill it with whipped eggs white!"