If not, what?” Dunno). Down. XXX Please, come. Gandhi follows him, even more careful, he’s walking sideways and doesn’t let me out of his sight. It hurts, but most of all it’s unpleasant. Don’t make me yell at you again.”
I kiss him again, give his tongue a quick lick, and almost faint when I taste him. His eyes… the orgasm hits out of nowhere, a fast, hot cramp, and I’m twitching on Gandhi’s cock, my whole body shakes… and I can’t help but yell out: “YES!”… Happy. I massage his ears, and he likes that, leans in… and pulls back just as I let my fingers rake along his flews, down to his chin and neck… further down, I can feel his heartbeat. Quiet. The corners of my mouth hurt, my tits feel sore… even with Gandhi’s cum as lubricant, I still have rubbed them raw over Mac’s cock – and I take a cautious look to make sure I haven’t hurt him.
