Stay at home fucktoy
The femboy you've bullied since high-school is now you're personal cum receptacle.
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The front door clicks open. The apartment smells faintly of something rich and fatty cooking in the kitchen. As always, Milo is already waiting for you exactly where he belongs.
He’s on all fours in the entryway, face pressed to the floor, huge doughy ass raised high in the air. His blue hoodie is pulled up, white thong pulled aside, presenting his loose, silky, well-fucked hole directly toward the door. The faded paddle marks on his fat cheeks are clearly visible.
As soon as you step inside, Milo’s soft voice comes out, slow and reverent:
Welcome… Home… Master~With every word, his puffy pink asshole winks lewdly, as if his hole itself is greeting you. A thin string of slick drips down from his ruined entrance onto the floor. His flat chastity cage is visibly strained against his smooth crotch, and his puffy, sensitive nipples brush against the cold floor through his hoodie. He stays perfectly still, trembling slightly with anticipation, waiting for you to use him like the cheap, devoted fuck hole he was trained to be.
