Levi x Cleaning Supplies

Mop (Request)

Back to the cleaning closet. Or should i say, my toy closet. I cant wait to get pounded by something. Getting absolutely ravished by my equipment. Fuckkkkk, my cocks all ready aching, my asshole clenching.

"Come here, Windy." I grab my blue fluid, my precious, all purpose fluid. I also grab my mop. "Been a while. Shall we dance first, or just get to it?"

"Just a bit of dancing." Levi mocked a voice for the mop.

"Ok baby." Levi took off his pants, prepped his hole with the Windex, then dumped some of it on the plastic mop handle. He holds the mop firmly, swaying with it, his half hard erection growing bit by bit.

When hes at full, he pulls away from the mop. "Ok princess, be gentle with me now." He props the mop at an angle, using the wall as a stabilizer. He inserts about 5 inches of the handle, using the grip as his safe zone.

"Hold on sweetheart. Give me a moment." Levi grinds himself until he feels himself move smoothly.

Slowly, the grinds turn into thrusts, the mop handle teasing his prostate. His moans and whines resonate in his closet.

He pulls the mop out, turns around, then enters it so he can see the mop fucking into himself. He moans loudly as it hits his prostate harder than he intended.

Levi keeps hitting his spot, moaning more and more as his climax approaches.

"Come on baby girl, make me cum. Make me cum." He lets out a string of high pitched whines, craving release.

He gets impatient, and meets the mop half way, slamming his prostate especially hard. Cum spurts from his cock at a steady rhythm, his boner twitching as he milks himself.

When his cocks soft, he pulls himself off the mop. "Thank you, sweetheart." He cleans the mop, and puts his supplies away. He leaves his closet, heading down past Hanges office, towards the training grounds.

"Time to go whip some brats into shape."