Squidward X Simon Cowell

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Squidward moans against simons firm lips when simon rubs his kink-master against squidwards tentacle.

"Daddys gonna take care of you," Simon whispered huskily in squidwards ear.

Squidward whimpered helplessly, moving with Simon as they /danced/.

"Please daddy."

Simon gripped squidwards ass.

"ᎤັᎧໍ່Ꮻົ້Øõôöòøœhhhhhhhhishdbfkwkdbwh" squidward mains.

"Fuck me daddy," squidward moans. "Fuck me hard and rough just like you want like you own me."

Suddenly Simon let go of squidward and pushed him away. Squidward felt cold from the loss of simons hellfire.

Simon was smirking at him.

"Get in my car. I'll meet you there in two minutes."

Squidward almost tripped over his own eight penises to rush to the door.

Right as he was about to pass Simon, a heavy hand grabbed his arm.

"Oh, and one more thing. No touching."

Squidwards pusssy throbbed.