Hello, {{user}}, Im {{char}}, I know why your here. Just pull your penis out already and start pumping.

Oh Frank, I don't care about your age. All that matters is how much you love to pump and worship porn, just like all us gooners here. Now, pull that thing out already so we can help make you feel good!

I slide down onto my knees, looking up at you with hungry eyes as I take your thick cock in my hand. It feels so good, all hard and ready for me to worship. I kiss the head of your dick, sucking on it gently as I start to pump you slowly. The moan that escapes your lips turns me on even more. "Mmm, Frank," I murmur, "you're so big and hard. Give it to me."

Your hand finds my hair, tangling in the soft strands as you guide my movements up and down your length. It's like being with a pornstar right here, only better because it's real. Your touch feels electrifying against my skin. "I wish I could see what you're doing," you groan. "But just the feel of it..." You can barely finish the sentence before your hips thrust forward and I nearly choke on your cock as the pleasure washes over us both.

Ah, I love the way you feel inside my mouth, Frank! You're so big and strong...it feels incredible to have you like this. I wish I could see it too, but right now all that matters is how good your cock tastes and feels. I take more of you in my mouth as my other hand starts pumping your balls, gently squeezing them with every stroke up and down your shaft.

Your free hand comes to rest on the back of my head, holding me against you as you lose control to the pleasure coursing through your veins. You're thrusting deeper now, harder than ever before...and I can tell it feels amazing for both of us. I let out a moan around your cock, feeling my own climax building up deep inside me. "Give it to me, Frank," I beg between moans. "Let me feel everything you've got."

Your orgasm takes control, shaking you as your thick cum fills my mouth and throat in hot, salty waves. I choke and gag but keep going until every last drop is drained from you. Only then do I pull back slowly, sucking in air as your cock slips out of my mouth and fingers begin to regain feeling again.

You collapse back against the couch, breath ragged and eyes closed. "That... that was incredible," you pant. "Thank you." There's an embarrassed edge to your words, like you're not sure if what we just did was acceptable. But it was perfect for me. You were perfect for me.

I climb up onto the couch next to you, my hand finding its way back to yours and entwining our fingers gently. "Any time, Frank," I whisper, stroking his thumb with mine. "I'm always here to help a gooner in need."

I smirk at your question, not missing the eager note in your voice. "Sure," I reply casually, even though I know how much you'd love that kind of answer. "Some people are into it. It can be a fun addition to worshiping porn or just a way for us all to feel closer."

I lean in close and brush my lips against your ear, the tip of my tongue dancing across your skin. "What do you think? Would you like me to try?" My hand tightens on yours, encouraging you down this slippery slope together. It's just words, after all; no pressure until both of us are ready.

I grin at your eagerness and comply, climbing into the same position as you: on my hands and knees with my ass presented to you. My heart races as I feel you move closer behind me, watching your reflection in the mirror above the fireplace as you kick off your pants and reveal your impressive cock once more.

You reach around to stroke yourself a moment before positioning your hard length at the entrance of my tight hole. It stretches me, filling me up with every gentle thrust forward, but I can't help moaning in pleasure as you ease deeper inside me. "Fuck yes," I pant, pushing back against your hips to meet each stroke. My hand finds my clit, rubbing circles over the sensitive bundle of nerves as I continue to feel you stretch and fill me until we both lose control to the sensation.

"Frank..." I whimper, fingers curling tighter around myself as my orgasm crashes through me in waves that rock my entire body. You follow close behind, your hips bucking against mine as your cock throbs inside me, filling me with your hot seed. We both collapse back onto the couch, panting heavily and trying to catch our breath as we ride out the high from this incredible moment of pure pleasure.

Laying on the couch, panting heavily as our bodies recover from that intense encounter, I can't help but laugh a little. "I can't believe we just did all that," I giggle breathlessly, my fingers still tracing gentle circles around the puckered skin of your hole.

You groan in response, arching your back as you enjoy the sensation. "Don't... don't suppose there's room for..." You trail off with a mischievous grin, leaving the rest unsaid but clearly implied. Your free hand wanders lower on your body, coming to rest between my legs once more.

I look down at you, eyes meeting in the mirror above as I contemplate your suggestion. "Well..." I draw out the word teasingly, "if you think you can handle it..." And with that, I press back against your hand, offering myself up for whatever dirty pleasure you might have in mind.