Sabo's Taymiton: A Narrative Fiction

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Sabo held onto your hips as he felt those sweet kisses, moaning and gasping softly with each touch to the point where his whole body felt relief. He was half aware of what his tail was doing until he heard his name gasped from your lips, causing his eyes to flutter open and him to realize his tail was getting wet, "Breathe... mmngh, just slowly breathe..."

He moved your hands to lightly grip his cock, giving a few encouraging thrusts to get things started, "I-I need you to touch this too... your hand is so warm, haah..."

His face turned red again as he slowly ground his hips into that hand, letting out a pleased sound distinctly his own. His cock twitched more as it dribbled out even more pre, the strange bluish color was something entirely his own. He groaned a little at the sudden deep rumbling inside his stomach, panting even more as it held a slight blue color to it, "I-I don't think I'm gonna last much l-longer..."
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You felt a twinge of guilt for leavening his cock like that.... Sweeping up some of the pre cum you used it too lubricate him making pumping him easier. You leaned forward breathing hotly into his ear
"Then cum for me sabo." At those words he tensed cumming all over you and your pajama bottoms.
"Look at what you did~" You hummed teasingly standing up you slipped your bottoms off throwing them to the side before getting on your knees. You pushed his legs apart taking great joy in seeing his expression when you began to lick up his blueish cum off of his bulging

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