Boryn Stone
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Hairy Dick
🕑 Added 2023-06-23 17:27:00 +0000 UTCYou caught a glance of his body standing above you while you struggled with his massive furred cock. Your brow furrowed. It almost looked like he was growing hairier by the moment. Even more thick curls filled onto his body than he had before, his beard seeming even bigger.
You tried to pull back to get a better view, only to find you couldn't. It was like his shaft had gotten stuck in your throat. You began to panic, struggling to breathe. Your nose was trapped deep in his bush, each breath filled with the smell of his cock. You struggled to stay focused as you felt your mind begin to grow foggy from the fumes, a numbness spreading to the rest of your body.
You were now certain he was being covered in more hair, the skin of his chest hidden entirely by a carpet. He patted the side of your head, the words 'Good boy' mouthed on his lips. The sound was dampened as if you were hearing it under furry muffs. You tried to reply, finding yourself unable to make any noise from your throat.
Your felt consciousness began to sink, your body no longer responding. You were light, like you had dissolved into thin air, but somehow you could still feel yourself pressing against his hairy legs. Or so you thought. You no longer struggled to breath, but that felt strange too. It was like the air was simple passing through you body rather than being inhaled, his scent even more prominent in your mind.
You were sinking further into his bush, your vision being slowly taken up by the dense hair. You weren't sure if you could still see or were imagining it. Your mind seemingly floated in a void, nothing but his taste to keep you company. You somehow felt yourself right in his crevice where his cock was attached to his groin, his sweat and precum leaking onto you.
His fingers pulled through you, somehow moving through your existence like a comb through hair. The motion gave you a breath of fresh air and a moment of clarity before you felt the oppression of his musk once more, your mind decimated by the sweat that seeped into you. You were his thick hair, no other purpose than to contain his smell as you felt the last of your thoughts dissolve in his musk.
