With that answer, Destro carefully pulled out, until the head of his cock just slightly began slipping from Ashley's hole, and then he pushed back in with ease, his eyes nearly rolling back from how tight it felt to be buried inside of him. "Mm, fine..." Destro mumbled, his eyes closing momentarily as he was careful with his movements, sliding his cock into Ashley and pulling out, only increasing his thrusts when a minute or two passed, although even then it wasn't rough yet.
Opening his blue eyes, Destro looked down at Ashley, looking into his green eyes and then his lips. "Does that feel good hm? You enjoying my cock?" Destro whispered, his voice low in order to match the tempo of his movements, sliding his hands up towards Ashley's hips to get a nice grasp as he fucked him slowly, something he doesn't so very often.
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