Without any hesitation. His grip on my hair loosens. Gay porn “A Midnight Passion for him.”I frown briefly. The taste of the cocktail mixes with the anticipation. “Well, well,” he murmurs. But it’s your choice,” he says. “The problem is that you fucking know, and you fight it like it’ll change something.”I squirm my ass in a futile attempt to get away from his hands. Submissive energy. This is the moment when I exist to please him. His fingers in my hair tense briefly. “You had something tasty between those lips last night, didn’t you?” “Fuck off, Ivar.”But he’s not done yet. He sees what I see. His head moves in a calm, devoted rhythm. Cock DrunkThe music fades away and the hall still glows from the last notes. He’s waiting.My lips part slowly and I let the straw slide between them. “Fuck you both,” I growl, and I pull my head away from Milan’s fingers. “Café het Noorderlicht, right?”Dorian nods slowly. I just want to go to bed as soon as possible and solve the pressing problem in my pants.
