Antoni smirked. "You know I hate it when you do that," he said.

Piero shrugged and went down between his legs, licking and sucking the insides of his thighs.

Antoni moaned out a bit as he ran his fingers through his hair. "Well you get right to point," he said.

"You love it." Piero grinned cheekily, lifting Antoni's legs up and licking at his hole.

Antoni tilted his head back and hissed. "Ah!...Yea...I do..."

Piero nodded, his beard rubbing roughly against his entrance.

Antoni groaned a bit. He loved the tongue, hated the bread.

Piero smirked and pushed a finger inside him, trying to locate his prostate.

Antoni moaned, pressing against Piero's finger.

"How is it, bitch?" He smirked.