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Propping Aoki’s ass up a bit higher, Cresil gripped the demons red behind, rubbing it and pushing his cock against the mans hole, not entering him quite yet, but lathering it with his pre cum that was still dripping out of him. “Mm, fucking finally I get to be inside of you.” he shivered.
Sitting on the couch, Cresil’s other half watched Aoki’s mouth, taking a handful of his hair, but still being slightly gentle with him. “Come on Aoki. Let me see how much of my dick you can fit into that warm mouth of yours.”
“Suck him and I’ll start to fuck you.” He mumbled from behind, teasing Aoki’s hole with the head of his cock, groaning lowly and awaiting his boyfriend’s actions.
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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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