I can imagine how it must be foaming and frothing around his shaft, a slick of it between my splayed cheeks. Not with Chance humping my face, his fingers gripping my throat like he wants to trace the motion of his cock through my skin. Gay porn “Yeah. “Yeah?””Come on, dude.” He sounds exasperated.”You like the way he tastes?” Harper pushes himself up, straddling my hips. Only we both know it’d be a total lie.”Not here,” I try, instead.He snorts. Let me in.”I gulp, obediently, and feel him ease further still. And if I want to get plowed, hard enough to make my eyes roll back in my skull, it turns out all I need do is spread my legs. I turn, flashing him a grin. It doesn’t have to happen again.”He shakes his head. that I…”Usually I’d be tempted to tease him, to ask if he ever intended to fill in the gaps, but I know how this particular confusion feels. Harper’s head bumping against Chance’s stomach as I work him on me, his body as pliable and limp as a fuck sleeve. It’s all synchronized, up until the point it isn’t.
