Your hole likes the feel of this bare married cock.” His words reverberated through me as he rocked his hips. Gay sex Then, I worked my way up his shaft and made sure every inch of it was slick and wet before my lips reached his foreskin. Never again. I could feel myself slipping into a deep submission. They could not. Back to the television for a while, I clicked it off when the credits began to roll. They were golden brown, shimmering, inviting, disarming. “You like my precum on your cock… your nipples… your lips… and your rim…. The phrasing seemed so odd but also funny. I nodded in unison with him, and he continued, pausing after each part so I could nod. The drive to and fro is rushed but boring, so I imagine that they are eager and ready for some quick release. Sliding along and against each other, our cocks soon felt slick and slippery. My eyes were fixed on his cock still.
