On his throne, he tried to maintain focus. Legs crossed, arm restin, cigar smokin, Morgana tried to move on with his day.

As he looked thru the misty realm which was the bitter, dry, cigar smoke, something else loomed again. There it was...not even smokin sifted his thoughts away....he craved for da cock.

Subconsciously, he purred lowly. He licked his lips--drool had begun to extend from his maw.

He went for the ashtray...his arm was tremblin as he stifled the cigar's embers. he let it fall atop the sooty ash, taking a big sigh that seemed to reverberate thru his spine n out his limbs.

He turned....there it was, invadin his peripheral. All day, this big dick was taunting him.

Mmph, I see him starin a thousand yards, n soon nuzzled his cheek up against tha bell-end. He smothered both cheeks in my cockmusk, n as I watched, I could see his cute, lil chest bouncing into n dropping from himself, his tail standing tall, erect. Throbbing.

"U kno I can't resist this, bastard," he told me, a tremble away from a stammer. "I can't help but crave my need for dark dick....heavy, dark dick, that is," he said in tween every otha kiss, smooching as many kisses as he could from one side of my glans to the otha. Fawk, each oral embrace made my dick pounce up gainst his lips.

He sighed shakily as he laid on the armrest, his bigass hips distracting me.

"I-I...I dunno. It's just...it's been so long since you were here, that I...I'm overly stimulated. I'm still shaking like a bitch in heat...."

I ask Pussy King a small favor...

"U...u wanna see my ass?" he beautiful, blue eyes blossom at me. "O=okay, Daddy..."

He readjusts himself...his teapot self trembling by every second....he really missed me.

"D-do whatever you want....I-I don't givuhfuck."

Much obliged. My hard meat proceeded to invade the space between his plump cupcakes.

I started slowly....then pretty much picked up da pace, makin my pole assdance.

"Y-yeaeaeaeeaeaaaaah....fffffhfhfhfhfuck dat crack, Daddy, ooooohmmpf~"

I luv his smelly, jiggly hotseat, especially when we mix our aromas together like this.

I heard his purr pretty much escalate into a moan. He quickly escaped from my dick n turned around, instantly succin n strokin. He's adorable.

He leaned back, releasin my cock from his clutches, n PATOOTIE'D a glob of spit on my dick.

"Ouhuhuhuhuuuuuuh my Gaaaawwd. I-it's ready. In my butt....p-please~" he already had his ass raised.

He let out a squeak when I grabbed the base of his tail.

We were now seated on his throne, n he stood on my lap, n his marshmellowy, charcoal-colored donk kisses my dickhead....fawk.

I grabbed him up n took a worthful SNNNRRT, digging my face in n around his bussyhole, thru tha forest of his rich, velvety fur....n then I pushed my lips on his puffy anus, pre-worn by yours truly. I gave it a gud five seconds of "Mmmmm" before tha "Mwah", n then---phphphphphphphbbbbbbbbbt--his asshole winked as his gas bullet cascades along tha surface of my face.

He giggles. "Sorry."

I asked him "What da fuck is there to be sorry about?" while I picked his bottomheavy self up, his toes curling as he grabbed my wrists wit his cute, widdle paws.

"I dunno if u go this far, but...d-do-do u like dirty anal, big Daddy? I meant it when I-I said it's been so long..."