GREAT AROUSALS (THARNTYPE ONE-SHOTS 18+)

cooking classes (part -2 end)

the river night party was a blast....those hip thrusts ...oh lord !! ik that im late on speaking about it but i saw it on time...the video's above cr to the owner...

WARNING- THREESOME

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"typee" tharn cooed softly from where he was standing. Making type's heart beat erratically out of nervousness and shock....he was caught...... he was flooding with guilt ,but his mind was too a mess to realise it at the moment. He wanted the ground to swallow him whole before tharn could see him in such a state. He dared to look in the direction of the voice source...it indeed was his lawfully wedded husband, smirking heavily, leaning on the door frame.

"tha-" his tongue was tied he couldn't speak or give any valid excuses "did you enjoy it!!?" tharn asked calmy but still bearing the smirk ...type wanted to cry and he could feel his eyes watering, he wasn't able to make out, if it was sarcasm or really tharn meant it.

"tharn ho- why- whe-" type didn't know what to confirm first because of the muddled up state he was in.

Tharn did not answer any, he just kept walking towards type as his garments fell on the floor one, by one, he was stark naked and erect when he reached where mew and type was standing. "type love don't you think you need to be punished for what you did...being all slutty" tharn was being commanding and that was a bit intimidating....."now like a good kitten you will take us both" type raised his eyebrows at his husband's , but did not show any signs of disagreement or even agreement for that matter.

Type was on the counter, looking all fuckable, as he had bent down to sucked off tharn's whipped cream coated cock, to lather it up with saliva , while mew circled his bulbous head around type's rim, it was an over stimulating feeling with addition of the fact both of them were playing with his buds that they knew were sensitive their touches. the kitchen rather than the sight and smell of food housed sounds of groans, moans and all other kind of wet, erotic, sounds and scents.

Type laid on the counter top folded in half all thanks to his flexibility he didn't feel uncomfortable in the pose he was, one leg on tharn's left shoulder and the other on mew's right shoulder blade. He had never experienced anything like this before, that was the only reason he was hesitating , he was doubting his capability ...both tharn and mew were equally huge, he was pretty sure that he wouldn't be able to do it , both of them at the same time!!

Tharn and mew positioned their pulsating heads against type's pink, once fucked hole. Type was stretched enough for the twins to enter the tip's together at the same time, but the anal laceration was killing him , he felt as if he was being torn apart...nine inches and now the double girth was no joke.... "tharnnnnn...mewwww.....I- cann't do it aaaaahhhh..it hurts...please......aaaaaaaah" type said as tears stained the corner of his bambi eyes and his mouth was parted to give out silent screams along with lewd moans. Tharn very much acknowledged it and the loving husband bent down to kiss away those tears of pain....he went further to ease type a bit by kissing him on his cheek, "you can and you will do it, baby" tharn said, before claiming his husband's lips tasting every corner of his mouth, heavily superimposing what mew did to his husband. He recklessly sucked the mouth appendage distracting him from the pain below, while mew massaged type's hip and butts to relax his rectum. "fuckkk.. he is so damn tight like this along with your dick" mew groaned, as tharn made his way down to type's toros sucking and nipping on the tanned skin that was rightfully his, relishing some icing sugar that had got onto it. Type's body was creating fluid waves because of the hip bucking action, making the fuckers curse because of the sensual moves.