Brooklyn's Hot Date (Patreon)

They were at it for hours. Grunts, panting and the clapping sounds of thick, c*m filled balls slapping against hungry flesh echoing from one of the New York high rises.
Utterly gaped, full once again and completely soaked in sweat; some not his own - Brooklyn flies off, fiery attitude still in tact.
Next time you'll wipe that smug grin off his exhausted face, you swear it.

Some R34 of everyone's favourite Subby bit- er, Gargoyle.
Brooklyn, like everything else on the planet, belongs to Disney! Yay!