[Any of Brad's sweat that drips down off of him and only Viktor just adds to his arousal. He always yearns for a partner to get so worked up. Brad moaning and stifling himself as he greedily worked his hips along Viktor's cock is beyond intoxicating. All Viktor can do is so very lightly bounce his own hips, rolling into the hot, wet, obscenely tight heat of Brad's body. He's filling the man so full, that's no way that every motion doesn't pressure Brad's prostate at some angle or another,]
Imagine... if you let me... [Viktor chuckles softly, trying not to wheeze, only barely succeeding. He sounds so ragged, absolutely enraptured with Brad's performance. Viktor levels a playful taunt,]
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Imagine... if you let me... [Viktor chuckles softly, trying not to wheeze, only barely succeeding. He sounds so ragged, absolutely enraptured with Brad's performance. Viktor levels a playful taunt,]
You wouldn't last long.