[He tugs that waistband down until his trousers are pooled around his ankles. Then Orange is drawing White out like he's done this before. He has. He works him slowly, using his palm not so much to get him hard as he is wanting to feel White's whole form. God those hands on his head feel like a fucking blessing.]
There's somethin' you oughta know about me...
[He breathes these words over White's cock before giving a single teasing lick.]
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[He tugs that waistband down until his trousers are pooled around his ankles. Then Orange is drawing White out like he's done this before. He has. He works him slowly, using his palm not so much to get him hard as he is wanting to feel White's whole form. God those hands on his head feel like a fucking blessing.]
There's somethin' you oughta know about me...
[He breathes these words over White's cock before giving a single teasing lick.]