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Destro tilted his head back against the pillow, putting a hand to his own hair and grasping it. "Mm shit, your hole is twitching on my cock. Fuck, you love my dick in your ass, never deny that." Destro growled, his fangs showing slightly from the pleasure he was experiencing, his cock leaking small amounts of pre cum into the vampire above him.
Resisting the urger to push his hips up, Destro instead kept himself down, feeling his own cock throb in need, wanting to just buck his hips up and fill his pet up without mercy.
If Ashley didn't hurry up, then Destro would probably end up doing that.
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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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