NEMO-Buttrice

 

 

He was a little needy today. Bucciarati closed the blinds and curtains, surrounding himself in darkness. First, he unpacked his suitcase filled with sex toys, setting them on the nightstand. Then, he sat on the edge of the bed, unzipping his pants to massage his growing length. With his other hand, he took out a picture of Abbacchio and kissed it. "Leone," Bucciarati whispered. He slipped his shoes and pants off, leaving the underwear on. His heart thumped fast as he continued massaging. He discarded the undies and started stroking, lying on the bed and staring at the photograph that he brought to his face. What Bucciarati thought of doing next made him blush. Was he even flexible to suck himself off? However, before he could do that, Sticky Fingers appeared. "Sticky?" Sticky Fingers cleared the bed of the toys and then unzipped Bucciarati's dick before slapping its owner's face with it. It then shoved Bucciarati's cock violently into his mouth. T...

 

 

It had been months since Melone had set eyes on Shrek. In those few months, he had almost forgotten about him until an ogre woman came by the headquarters, asking if they had seen her ex-husband, Shrek. Risotto answered for them and said no, and she left, disappointed. That night, Melone had a dream where he was in a castle and pregnant. Shrek was there, and he kept checking to see if he was alright, putting his hands on his belly each time he asked. With his tender touch and kiss, it felt like they had known each other longer. But that was a week ago. Melone didn't dream about Shrek until now. He was in a room with him, sitting down in a chair. Shrek gazed out the windows, viewing the town below them. Once Melone got up, the chair squeaked, causing Shrek to turn his head and smile at his beloved. He smiled back. The ogre got closed and embraced him for a few seconds. "I love you," he said. Although Melone knew this was a dream, he indulged in it. He brought his hands ou...