I turned around and saw Dustin leaning against the oven, wearing pajama pants and nothing else.”Go back to sleep man. “I should just leave her, right?” I nodded. Gay porn Dustin shifted and when I turned back he’d let his left foot rest on the floor, parting his legs. “I’m good,” I said, fluffing the couch pillow. They were friendly. “I know.” She looked up at the ceiling. “Score of the century, Daniel.””He smells great too,” I said. Dustin was breathing more heavily now and clearly awake. He was wearing a tank top and his shoulders were looking delectable.”Not for a year,” I said. I worked my tongue up from his thighs and deep into his ass crack where I rested it against his tight hole. He looked into my eyes as he lifted off my shirt, smiling, then going in for a deep kiss. Backing up I slid my tongue down the small of his back and to the top of his ass crack.
