Michaels pussy was gripping him like a vice.Michael tightened. Gay sex The blunt angles of his face caught and bent the light and shadow in a way that framed his face so well.“You too, Mr. Criss.” Cory smiled at him, not closing the door just yet. He loved his parents but he hated these events. Criss.“Oh, sorry – hick – I thought this was my room.” He slurred slightly and hiccupped. Right now he looked like any other bottom slut getting fucked by a college jock.“Fuck I’m close again!” Cory smacked his thighs against Mr. He walked to the door and looked through the peephole but someone had covered it up.He stupidly just opened the door instead of asking who it was.It was Mr. Mr. It echoed off the walls and filled the room. He let the water stay cold to calm him down. He’d been raised right. Fuck! He squeezed his eyes shut, seeing static as his second load mixed with his first one inside the older mans’ pussy. Michael himself tightened as he bobbed up and down.
