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#uaghhhhh choso
mommycity · 3 months
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Ughhh more choso thoughts!!!! Choso in my cute pink green and brown room on my cute pink bed!!! Cho who’s flipped on his tummy and hair taken out his ponytails!!! Cho whose pants are pulled off but he has a cute pair of panties pulled to the side, the panties are nearly transparent from the amount of pre he’s leaked. Fingering my baby cho nice and slow as he ruts in to my pillows and holds onto my plushies for dear life. Choso who lets out cute whines when I smack his ass while slowly adding pressure on his prostate.
“You look so good baby is it all for me? Cute panties all for me hm choso?”
Choso whos nodding and whimpering at the praise!!
“You’re so cute for me puppy so cute I should make you a little housewife. Want that baby? I want that. Wanna see you in these cute panties cleaning my house”
Choso who pushing back into my fingers and let’s out a big big moan!!! Choso who came all sticky and runny on my pillows from me calling him my house wife
Such a cute little wife
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mommycity · 3 months
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Thinking so much rn.
Thinking bout roommate Choso who saw you wear that pretty body con dress now he’s washing it while doing both of your laundry. He thinks the dress looks so good on you, it’s a black mini dress with a low cut top and thin straps the fall off the shoulder. He gets a curious idea, anxiety quells him to do other wise but he wants to satisfy this weird hunger: he wants to try it on. He doesn’t think he’ll look as good as you no, but he wants to humor himself a bit.
But there’s nothing funny about it when he tries it on. The dress is so tight in him. His pecs and collar bones so beautifully on display, his creamy thick thighs contrasting the thin black dress. Choso turns to see the back of the mirror. His ass stands so proudly, the defiant curve poking just where the dress stops. He hesitantly grabs his ass and squeezes before letting out a soft moan. “N-no can’t do this gotta take this off” but he doesn’t. He runs his hands up and his body in the dress and images it were yours caressing and fondling him anyway you like. He stops at his chest and pulls the dress down to rub and tweak his nipples. Choso’s cute little cock twitches at the stimulation. His hands travel even lower and open palm his aching dick. He pushes the dress up to squeeze his base and he releases a squeak.
He has an even brighter idea. He stuffs his hard cock back in the dress and teases the head. A wet sticky dark patch grows near his tummy,”supposed to be hgnn~ supposed to be doing laundry. Bad boy cho”. He leans into the washing machine and lets his upper body use it for support. Choso sticks his deft fingers into his mouth and rolls his tongue along the digits, getting them as wet as possible. His left leg lifts up unto the washing machine and he starts by rubbing the warm wet fingers on his taint. “HAah ohhh please ha fuck”, before they travel lower to rim his asshole. He dips the fingers in while gripping the length of his cock. Both his hands work diligently to get him off. His finger pound inside at a steady pace till he adjusts his angle. He snaps against a bundle of nerves that makes him kneel over even more, legs becoming too wobbly to hold himself up.
“Help me pleasee fuck me” the soft boy chants as his fingers work at priding his prostate and working his leaking dick. He was so close to releasing in your cute dress too, but that all froze. “Hey Choso have you seen my dress again? I’m heading out lat”, the sight was truly something to see.
Choso laid across the washing machine flatly palming his cock and fingering himself in your little back dress. Once your eyes met his they start to well up with tears. He’s so ashamed all he can do is whimper, so, so pathetically. He doesn’t stop what he’s doing, fingers still working in and out of his hole.
“M sorry m so sorry”
“Cho-“
“Please forgive me please. Just need to cum please”
“Choso-“
“Sorry haa, fuck. M sorry please. Forgive me I’m begging”
There’s long strides before you meet him closely. His face is so red, his lips puffy and swollen. The tears that decorate his cheeks are just too much. You sit your self on what little room the washing machine has left and lift his head to fit in your lap. Your lips smile at him softly,”s ok cho, finish for me baby”. A hand smoothes his black hair over and tucks a few strands behind his ear. “Could never be mad at you cho”, he’s becoming undone. The thrust in his wrist now weakened. After a few short workings over the head of his cock he cums inside the dress. The wet spot seeps all over his stomach and he moans a nice big thank you.
“Lets get you cleaned up” and you give him tons of kisses and a nice bath yay!!!
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