The Present...
Naruto seemed completely checked out, lost, practically catatonic while Barry worked his blowjob magic. But the moment the bee cranked up the speed on his patented drone dome, that sudden peepee tingle yanked Naruto straight out of his daze.
"Huh? Wha—?" Naruto groggily wiped away the drool he'd built up. Judging by his face, he was less than thrilled about being yanked back to reality. But holding a grudge was impossible—not when he's dangerously close to bussing. His sack—his truth-seeking balls—were acting up, swelling and deflating like a pair of lungs, while his cum inside bubbled, popped like a fresh batch of kettle corn.
Barry be blowin' feral on that schlong, slurping like a motherfucker fighting for his life against a boba pearl that just won't fit through the straw. He was buzzing while sucking, and somehow during all that, the sexiness of his DreamWorks face remained intact. He'd sampled Naruto's squirt before, but now? Now he craved man cum.
"F-Fuck, Barry... Ahh, your blowblow! This tonsil therapy, it's too much! I-I think... I think I'm gonna—AEYUGHHRG!!" Naruto stammered, but he couldn't finish his sentence in time. What he could finish though was something else. His puny genin flesh javelin erupted, sending gooey shinobi cummies dribbling from the corners of Barry's smooth lips.
It was a successful peepee dialysis. Barry kept bobbing and gulping around Naruto's sensitive cumming. He sucked so hard that he didn't just drain Naruto—he actually extracted the Nine Tails along with it, sending the shinobi to his death.
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