<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/67/8d/03/678d03bf7c12b399b4b90039210b348e.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Mouser</span></span><br/>Human Rogue/Bard, 11 HP, AC 19, Character Sheet (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1615304).<br/><em>Known for biting off more than he can chew.</em><br/><strong>Scene:</strong>Open<br/><hr/><br/>As he listened to Vendi, he supposed that sometimes, having a small dick had its benefits.  Although he often tried to cram his testicles into women's mouths as he skull-fucked them, he found that this would often result in dislocating their jaws.  Dislocated jaws resulted in a strange clicking sound as he barreled the back of their throats with his mushroom-topped mace-of-a-dick.  And that click was something of a turn-off.  He enjoyed the sound of a mewling cunt choking and nearly vomiting on his dick, but he didn't care for the clicking at all.<br/><br/>"... Just the tip," Mouser replied when Vendi denied him.  He had such a fat cockhead, with a wide corona that was just perfect for stoppering all sorts of cavities.  Whenever he yanked his erect cock out of a tight pussy or an asshole, it made this long, pleasant pop.  And that's what he did.  He yanked himself out of his Vendi, (POP!) and started rubbing and sawing her asshole's puckered flesh with the veins of his engorged member  Spitting on his dick, again, he stroked his tool to lacquer it with his saliva and her juices to lubricate it just enough to...<br/><br/>He suddenly crowned her backside, and pulled her hips back against him.<br/><br/>"... I don't want to wait," he hissed, kissing the shell of her ear.  "I want it now."