That I heard. Gay porn No struggle whatsoever. Then, you know, back to the hotel. Neal wanted to daddy me—until he didn’t anymore. Still “Property of Al.”Fuck me, sailor. Was that three—four?—times? Neal. And such stamina. Roll me over, in the clover.His name was Al. I panted at the stretch of it.“Yessss!”Reaching under me, he turned me over, belly to bed, pulling me up on all fours.“Be my bitch. Totally submissive. That I heard. The initial entry had been slow and taxing, but he commanded that I spread for him, and, tuned into a commanding partner, I blossomed open for him. Totally submissive. But it was, indeed, warming.“Thanks, I said,” handing it back to him. I recognized the hotel now. Dog fuck.”“Oh, FUCK. . After a few minutes, I walked toward the periphery of the crowd, in the direction of the Hudson River. Still gaping. Others would have had their momentary thrill of togetherness in seeing in the new year and would be leaving via this route as well.I shuddered at the thought of how casual those kisses had been—but also how satisfying.
