
Aaron's Post-Party Blue Out Finale by AZSpicedJason
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A wonderful commission I acquired from @AZSpicedJason on Twitter, who did a fantastic job of putting the blues to Aaron, though this hellhound isn't howling sorrow tonight as he decides to improve his post-party funk by having a little fun with his collection of special blueberry gum, now sold in 200 pieces barrels.
Forgetting the countless eyes on him, Aaron embraced the sweet juicy life. He sounded like an aquarium filling with water, his moans barely visible over the sound of liquid swishing about inside him. How he was even still standing was a mystery, but he wasn't going to complain as the pounds kept packing! Huffing hard, his heart was pounding in excitement, the very real reality of his encroaching immobility becoming too much to bear. His gut surged forwards, occupying most of the space (and view from the camera), with his moobs still expanding into voluminousness, endlessly jiggling with succour. He could feel his feet sliding across the floor, forced apart by the expanse and consumption of his thighs, his calves mere wads lording themselves over his plump feet. He was an enormous sexy blueberry beast, and his tail couldn't stop wagging even as it sank into the incredible depths of his dumpster-sized ass. His hands rose into the air cause he just didn't care, but also from the pressure of his engorged arms forcing them up there. The hellhound huffed in the middle of his round face, his cheeks bouncing with joy as his smile threatened to split his face in two. Forgetting himself to the ecstasy, he cried out "I need someone to juice me, fuck me, or BOTH!"
A wonderful commission I acquired from @AZSpicedJason on Twitter, who did a fantastic job of putting the blues to Aaron, though this hellhound isn't howling sorrow tonight as he decides to improve his post-party funk by having a little fun with his collection of special blueberry gum, now sold in 200 pieces barrels.
Forgetting the countless eyes on him, Aaron embraced the sweet juicy life. He sounded like an aquarium filling with water, his moans barely visible over the sound of liquid swishing about inside him. How he was even still standing was a mystery, but he wasn't going to complain as the pounds kept packing! Huffing hard, his heart was pounding in excitement, the very real reality of his encroaching immobility becoming too much to bear. His gut surged forwards, occupying most of the space (and view from the camera), with his moobs still expanding into voluminousness, endlessly jiggling with succour. He could feel his feet sliding across the floor, forced apart by the expanse and consumption of his thighs, his calves mere wads lording themselves over his plump feet. He was an enormous sexy blueberry beast, and his tail couldn't stop wagging even as it sank into the incredible depths of his dumpster-sized ass. His hands rose into the air cause he just didn't care, but also from the pressure of his engorged arms forcing them up there. The hellhound huffed in the middle of his round face, his cheeks bouncing with joy as his smile threatened to split his face in two. Forgetting himself to the ecstasy, he cried out "I need someone to juice me, fuck me, or BOTH!"
Category All / Inflation
Species Hellhound
Gender Male
Size 2715 x 1357px
File Size 2.23 MB
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