No questions. Gay porn Expecting him. But the tears surprise me. He’s wearing a black leather jacket, open just enough to show off the cling of his shirt underneath. Pushed deeper. A glistening mess from his tip to my lips.Chris was still behind me, probably shaking from the orgasm he’d just unloaded into my ass.And I laughed. “You have to like… blow me every single day after work.”I slowly pulled off his cock, strings of cum connecting us. Slowly. His breath was hot, his stubble scratched lightly around my rim, and my whole body jerked every time he flicked his tongue in.My hands were on Adam’s thighs, my head bobbing, spit dripping down my chin and stringing between my lips and his shaft.Chris licked me like he was addicted. Not rough. Let him fuck my throat, gag me a little, moan against him just to feel him twitch. His hands gripped my hips harder, and when I moaned around Adam’s cock, Adam growled.“F–fuck,” he breathed. Pushed deeper. Chris slammed into me once, twice more…Then. …“Fuuuck!” Adam cried out, shooting hot down my throat.Chris groaned and bit down lightly on my shoulder, burying himself inside me as his own orgasm hit, hips jerking uncontrollably.
