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Bakura shuddered feeling the lips on his cock. Bakura needed release, he needed it badly. "M-Marik." Bakura whispered into his ears. Bakura tried to contain himself but his body was writhing in pleasure. That's when he decided to surrender to the pleasure, and let his body do as it pleased. Bakura cringed once more as he did what he felt was right to do. Instead of yelling out Marik's name, he began to lick at Marik's neck before slowly sucking on it like a baby and his bottle.
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