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Cresil knew by now there wasn’t time to move upstairs. Hell he was getting too horny to even care where they fucked anymore, his own erection was pressing too harshly in his pants to care about anything other than being inside Aoki.
Attending to the other demon first, Cresil didn’t waste any time with him as he gripped his pants and pulled. The leather was tricky, but he had his own tricks to remove pants, he’d done it plenty of times before. Just as he had tugged down Aoki’s pants and removed them, he allowed his cock to be set free, loving the way it was dripping already in anticipation.
“You sound so needy. Hm I remember how you left me horny and deprived yesterday.” Cresil growled teasingly.
It would be impossible not to screw him, but reminding the demon of what he had done never hurt.
Attending to his own pants, he unzipped his fly and easily got his boxers off quickly, his impressively sized cock was nearly throbbing at the sight of Aoki.
Moving Aoki onto his hands and knees, Cresil teased the boy first, gliding his hard dick between his ass cheeks, getting them slightly wet from the cum leaking from his arousal.
“I thought you told me you weren’t ‘so easy’.” Cresil whispered against Aoki’s upper back as he leaned over him.
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"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?"
~Ernest Gaines
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