Gojo Satoru & Geto Suguru
Gojo Satoru & Geto Suguru
( old work )
( old work )
sweat glistening on his muscular torso
The air was thick with the heady scent of male hormones and unwashed balls as he was gooning for hours
With a groan, he stroke his hefty hard cock, his damp dirty jockstrap clinging to his girthy shaft
(I think it's one of myu ugliest drawing...)
sweat glistening on his muscular torso
The air was thick with the heady scent of male hormones and unwashed balls as he was gooning for hours
With a groan, he stroke his hefty hard cock, his damp dirty jockstrap clinging to his girthy shaft
(I think it's one of myu ugliest drawing...)
With a deep growl, he pulls down his pants, freeing his large, unwashed cock.
He aim the tip towards himself, as a burning stream of golden piss flows down his chin, thinking about how he would make the traveler choke on his potent juices and massive cock
With a deep growl, he pulls down his pants, freeing his large, unwashed cock.
He aim the tip towards himself, as a burning stream of golden piss flows down his chin, thinking about how he would make the traveler choke on his potent juices and massive cock
His muscles, sculpted and defined, rippled beneath his damp skin as he caught his breath.
A smug, arrogant grin spreading across his face
The beast like pheromones of Sukuna's man stank floating in the air would make anyone's knees feel weak at this point
His muscles, sculpted and defined, rippled beneath his damp skin as he caught his breath.
A smug, arrogant grin spreading across his face
The beast like pheromones of Sukuna's man stank floating in the air would make anyone's knees feel weak at this point