I heard Mavis spit into his hand and rubbed and poked my hole furiously. I scrolled through some of the photos inside the gallery and found more than hundreds of pictures of me. Xxnx “That phone belongs to Jax,” he said. I grabbed it and saw that it was a message from Mavis. Jax had a thing for me! When I didn’t answer him, he grabbed hold of my hair, getting a fistful of it with his right hand and pulled me closer to him. The door was already unlocked and the Open sign was already flipped as I entered. Mavis smirked. “What do you mea—“
“It means you also belong to me, babe” a voice spoke. My hand slowed its pace on my cock. To them, I was just a boy to feed, keep a roof over my head, and a heavy burden.




















