"Oh, fuck. Fuck, Bill. That's it, good boy," Frank breathed, working his way through the clench of his body, through the twitch of his cock and the messy feeling of it over their fingers. He stroked him through it. Billy's hips were still moving, even as he made a mess of himself. Frank groaned softly in his ear.
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Date: 2018-07-28 04:52 am (UTC)