[ it's called foreplay, brad... but all right, all right. shylock laughs as he's pinned down, lets himself be kissed hungrily as he spreads his legs. one hand clutches at bradley's shoulder while the other wanders down to continue stroking at the other man's length.
he pulls away for a moment, licking at bradley's lips and tasting more of that wine. mm, delicious as always. ]
Do you intend to fuck me through my clothing, then?
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he pulls away for a moment, licking at bradley's lips and tasting more of that wine. mm, delicious as always. ]
Do you intend to fuck me through my clothing, then?
[ he's just that excited, huh... ]