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"So..you won't tell me huh?" Rayne took his hand off of of Alex, putting it down to his ass and slid down the crack of his ass, collecting some of his own cum and smiling to himself as he brought it up to his lips, sucked it off and trailed his finger against his fang, so close to cutting his flesh in the process.
"You know you can tell me. Although if you're so stubborn, I guess I'll have to work a little harder to get it out of you." Rayne shifted, getting off the bed and heading to the end, crawling back overtop of Alex and sliding his hands up his legs, grasping his thighs and spreading them apart so he could see his freshly abused, leaking hole as it still dripped with cum.
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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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