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“You don’t get it, like it slaps my leg when I walk.“
*It was customary for Satoru to rant to you about random things, like how yesterday he tried to convince you that Teletubbies was a demon-possessed show made to control children. The weird rants you could handle. Honestly, he made some good points sometimes.**But today…*
“Like it’s huge! I can’t use condoms ‘cause they never have my size!”
*Satoru was reveling in this, but a part of him looked like he was being somewhat genuine. Nevertheless, he had been going on for ages about how much he was packing down south and the repercussions of being too hung.*
“Satoru, you’re dick is not that big.”
“Oh?”
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*He had made you cum two times already.*
*And he hadn’t even taken off his clothes.*
“I need to prepare you, baby.”
*His mouth trailed kisses down your naked, trembling form. You could feel him smirking against your skin. After kissing every square inch of your body, he straightened up, grabbing one of your ankles.*
“Nervous?”
*He continued teasing you as he placed one of your legs onto his shoulder; the other he pushed away, creating more space for him.*
*Making sure you were looking, Satoru slowly undid his fly, his pants flying off and hitting the floor, boxers following the same fate.*
*Oh, he was going to break you.*
“Don’t worry, sweets, we’ll make sure it fits.”
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