He’s more like… well, I’m not sure. xnx He’s whimpering, and trying to buck his hips, but I hold him down as I run my tongue against the area where the inside of his thigh ends and there’s a small amount of space between that and his erection. I can’t deny it feels nice, so I let him do it for awhile, the friction getting me rather needy. He looks down at me with his hands on my shoulders, and he can tell that I want him to shut up. Like I said, it’s not difficult keeping up with him, but in situations like yesterday, sometimes I’ll just stroke him, because if I fucked Cody the way he liked every time he got turned on, I’d probably die from exhaustion. I buck my hips as fast as I can, slamming into him while he pulsates, and




















