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A louder, sharper moan sounded from deep within Jyan's throat as his wish was granted and those deliciously slow and steady thrusts starting impacting with more force. His fingers tightened their grip on Gertrude's hair without him even realizing it. He was already drunk off pleasure and the sound of flesh slapping against flesh wasn't making things any better.
Another factor adding to his arousal were the indecent sounds his ass had begun to make. It was wetness meeting wetness... slick and squishy, sucking and slurping... it made Jyan's head spin. He closed his eyes and began to imagine Gertrude's hard and slippery manhood thrusting and pounding his tight and rarely explored passage...
Those mental pictures combined with his Master's movements, as well the strokes he himself were applying to his cock... Jyan would come soon and he knew it. The pressure was already building inside of him and there was no stopping it. "A-Ahh... Nnhh... Ahh! M-Master... I-I'm... Hahh... G-Getting close..." Jyan managed to say, trying to give the other man fair warning in case he was doing anything to hold himself back.
((This is probably my final post for the night, sweetie! *huggles tight* I frickin' love this scene... @.@ *takes pictures from inside closet*))
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