It won’t. Feeling every ripple, every divot, I pressed into his shoulders and when he leaned forward, his shoulder blades, and his upper back. Gay sex Would you like that?”“Oh, yes, yes Sir! It’s nice.”Sir Jace wiped his dick on my beard and the said, “You know what, faggot, I don’t like that beard on ya face. Tell your friends you busy today and instead of doing your laundry, you can do mine.”Then he smiled, like a wry smirk.“Yes Sir, it will be my pleasure to do your laundry, Sir.”“I knew you would. He was out of breath.When he pulled out I spun around quickly and took to my knees. Would you like that?”“Oh, yes, yes Sir! I held onto the back and pushed my ass out. I chose to text my friends at this time to tell them I was with Sir Jace and would be canceling dinner plans. “I could get used to having a piss bucket next to my bed every morning.
