[White exhales thickly. A hand stops clutching at the rug to reach back to thread into the man's hair. He smells like sweat and testosterone. It's the scent of a man, not a cop.
When he believed this was the last, necessary push until he had him all for his own for sure there was no need to wrap up. The old man wasn't a sailor. And he fancied that Orange didn't get around all that much. At least that was what he thought at first. On this end of a hard, hot fuck it's easy to believe otherwise.
Christ almighty this cock feels so good deep and solid in his ass, even better with the extra heat of his load.]
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When he believed this was the last, necessary push until he had him all for his own for sure there was no need to wrap up. The old man wasn't a sailor. And he fancied that Orange didn't get around all that much. At least that was what he thought at first. On this end of a hard, hot fuck it's easy to believe otherwise.
Christ almighty this cock feels so good deep and solid in his ass, even better with the extra heat of his load.]
Y'did me so damn good. Oh man.