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Watching with his dark gaze, Kaden’s cock merely throbbed when he felt Deiru’s tongue so close to it, his warm tongue sending shivers down his spine while chills appeared on his skin. Once everything was clean, Kaden released a short breath and looked into the eyes peering up at him.
“Very good.” he muttered, looking down just a little more before glaring slightly. “Now, help me take care of my cock and you’ll be done.” Kaden spoke while using his hands to push Deiru’s head down towards his cock which was resting along his abdomen, even passing his navel from how big it really was. “Suck it. Just be careful of those teeth of yours.” Kaden demanded yet again.
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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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