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Destro wanted to chuckle, but held it back instead. Ashley wanted it now, and even if earlier he seemed upset, it was clear that seemed to have disappeared for the time being. Nodding his head, Destro's lips encased around the head of Ashley's cock as he mumbled. "Very well."
Taking one of his arms off of Ashley's legs, Destro brought it towards his thigh, rubbing towards his ass and brushing a finger against his hole while his mouth worked on his cock. Destro wasn't really one for giving head, but of course if it meant he could get laid...he'd do almost anything.
Before sucking anymore, Destro stopped for a moment and went towards Ashley's abdomen, brushing his fangs across the males skin and without warning, giving him a soft bite in order for a little blood to drip. "Arch your back." Destro demanded.
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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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