Caught Ya Lookin' 6 - Rocket

His knees were on either side of your ears, framing your head perfectly in place for the face fucking he was about to give. Your could barely make out his face while his cock moved down, a slight flex of his abs as he rolled his hips forward. The thick glands began to slide across your tongue, pressing down as the large member made its way in, forcing you to angle your neck back. He didn't give you much time to get used to his size again as your jaw stretched, hard. A slight worried moan came out, making Rocket excitedly hum back. The horny raccoon loved the unintentional compliment about his size, puffing up his chest while swaying his hips in delight, forgeting that you couldn't see much past the raccoon's lower half. Those excited movements made you gag as the head of his cock poked around, teasing your mouth and gliding gently over your back teeth. You could taste all the salty-sweet tang of his pre flooding your mouth, mixing with the saliva that dripped down your chin. There was a brief pause before you managed to move your tongue a little from under the weight of his manhood, swirling on the underside of his exposed glands.

"Haa-aaaah, yeah, that's what I'm talkin' about." He groaned, standing up on his toes again as he shuddered, bucking his hips just enough to show how much he was into it. Then he sank back down. This new angle gave him leverage, a way to piston his hips downwards, driving his length as deep as he wanted. For him it was perfect, allowing the raccoon to bypass some of your natural resistance. You really felt his thighs on the sides of your head, fur damp with sweat, the muscles underneath incredibly tight tensing and releasing. Completely at his mercy. The sound was obscene... a cacophony of gagging, wet, slick sounds of your throat fighting and then yielding to his dick. His balls, heavy and full, were getting closer to your face with each downward motion, slicking up with a thick trail of saliva and sweat that kept splattering on them.

As the veins slid over your tongue the wide head of his cock pressed at the entrance to your throat, wedging itself, not even giving you a moment to adjust before he pushed forward. The raccoon's tight ass flexed as he drove the length in there followed by a lurch of your shoulder and chest. You couldn't control it, as your body tried to reject the intruder with a wet retch. Rocket's ears folded back and he took in a sharp breath, feeling your throat clamp down on him.

"F-flaaark... ngh... Mnf." A faint sound coming through his teeth as he bottomed out. A loud gag from you made the Raccoon shudder, your whole throat massaging his cock, every inch of it now in there.

"Look at you... takin' it all like a champ. Ho-ooh." Rocked stammered, and you could feel his whole body go rigid, the raccoon staying perfectly still for a few seconds as he enjoyed the tightness. You couldn't breathe, your entire world narrowing to the sensation of him inside you and his balls now pressing on your nose. With one wobbly hand the raccoon reached back and patted your chest as he pulled back. You quickly sucked in air around his member while he gave a gentle rub. The mechanic shook his whole body for a second, all the way down to his tail which flicked in the air.

"Good stuff. Flark. Huh. I'm close... so, mind if I face fuck you for a minute or two till I get off, hot stuff?" Rocket said, his breath a little ragged as you could swear you felt his heartbeat through that fat cock still resting on your tongue. You flashed a shaky thumbs up before inhaling loudly, a clear signal for Rocket to go all in. His muzzle snapped forward, eyes closed and teeth clenched accompanied by a long, broken up snarl reminiscent of an engine starting. With everything he had the tired raccoon began thrusting forward and down. Heavy, wet nuts smacking your face making you close your eyes and go along for the ride. Every pump felt like it was from tip to base as you couldn't help but gag around his length, your throat convulsing as he used it for his own pleasure. The raccoon began to move faster, more desperately now, chasing his release with a single-minded focus that was both terrifying and exhilarating. The sounds coming from him were raw and animalistic, a mix of growls and whimpers as he lost himself in the sensation. You tried your best to keep up with him, to relax your throat and take him as deep as he wanted to go, but it was a losing battle.

"Nhh... Nh... nah..." He chanted, a rhythm that synced with the pounding of his hips. You could feel his balls tightening against your face, drawing up as he got closer and closer to the edge. "Hngrrrhhhh..." He couldn't finish the sentence, a strangled cry tearing from his throat as he buried himself to the hilt inside you one last time.

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What a view (=✪ x ✪=). And he just keeps going, like a jackhammer from above. This instance is captured in the moment where he is letting you catch your breath. Such a caring Raccoon.

I wanted to do something I think you will like for Christmas, something like a mistletoe, so here is the continuation of the Rocket series :D This time twice the dong, twice the fancy angle, all Rocket!

I hope you like it, do tell me what you think! But yeah, this one was tricky to do but fun! Next year though I should do something less horny and more wholesome for this time of year x3