MasukBenard's torso was bucking forward repeatedly, his left palm pressed to the windowsill's edge while his head and right flank were facing Lucas. The splayed fingers of the brunet's right palm were also bracing against the blond's toned gut. Lucas was still gripping Benard firmly by the waist and making the latter thrust his enticing backside rearwards. Simultaneously, the blond was also driving his own hips back and forth with a steady pace, accompanied by the distinct sound of skin smacking skin."Fuck, your hole is clenching around me this tight. I'm gonna fuck you senseless," Lucas said in a resolute tone, increasing the rate of his waist oscillating.With his eyelids sagging and his mouth agape, the sword-wielder helplessly emitted a sequence of frenzied moans. "Oh... Ohh~ Oh gods~! Aah... Aaah~!! please... Aaa~! slow down...Nngh... Aarhh~ Aah... Aghh~ S-slow down... Aauh... Ahngh... Aaah~"The sound of skin hitting flesh intensified.Benard's appeal had fallen on deaf ears, obviou
Benard's arms were bent at the elbow while he leaned on the window ledge. His right elbow was placed on top of the other.His head was inclined, eyes slumped, and his slightly parted lips were pressed to the skin of his right wrist as he emitted low, repressed moans.His spine was curved into an arch, his feet planted apart just enough, and his knees slightly bent forward.His asscheeks sensually tilted upward as he kept moving his hips backwards at an unhurried, deliberate pace.His fuckhole repeatedly gulfed more than half of his buddy’s shaft each time he drove his hips rearwards.Lucas had his left hand bunched in his buddy’s shirt while his other hand was placed behind his back, its wrist and the back of his right palm resting at the base of his spine, with his fingers curled up slightly but not forming a full fist.His head was tilted slightly to the right, watching with interest as Benard kept pushing his hips back. Watching the way Benard’s esurient hole kept taking him in lik
Benard and Lucas were now in an assigned room, which was far from the king’s chambers. The room was quite spacious and nicely furnished with a queen-sized bed. There were two large windows which were currently open.There were no mosquitoes, and creeping things or other flying insects wouldn't dare to approach the palace anyway.Demon servants soon came in to fill the two wooden tubs in the room with water, and after they'd left, the two friends both denuded themselves of their robes, got in the tubs and sat, exhausted, emitting sighs of relief as the steam from the water billowed, time and again masking their faces.“Buddy, I never thought I’d see you in any of the states I saw you today. Choking yourself on a dick, riding my dick in a manner that made all those females I'd slept with look like rookies... The way you kept thrusting your hips back impatiently… Benard, I won’t lie, no man who has made love to you will ever forget the feel and taste of your ass. They’d kill for a chance
Benard had his lips pressed together, eyes half-open as he emitted strained but muffled sounds of bliss.His torso was suspended, its weight balanced on his palms with all ten fingers fanned out at the edge of the bed. The rest of his body was in the air. Lucas' hands were hooked under his friend's bent-forward and spread-apart knees. His hips time and again swinging forward and rearwards, his cock fervently digging for sweet treasures in the slick depths of his buddy's asscunt.Sweat droplets glistened on their bodies, reflecting how long they had been in that position. The brunet's dick repeatedly hit his toned, clenched stomach as Lucas's hips drove forward, sending intoxicating surges of pleasure through him with every thrust."You like being slammed by my cock, huh?" Lucas asked, grunting as his nuts slapped his pal's ass repeatedly.Benard nodded, lips still drawn inward, lids hanging low, "Mm-hmm,""Not a proper answer, buddy," the blond then delivered a mighty thrust that sen
The king currently had his elbow encircling the brunet's neck, with the right hand pinning Benard's right wrist to the bed. Bernard's left hand was arched and grasping at the king's elbow firmly."Aa~ Aaah~ Aaa~! F-fuck... Ah... Ahghh~ Aaghh~ S-slow down.... Aaah...please... Urh~ Auhh~" Benard's request fell on deaf ears as the king continued banging his ass like it was no one's business....The monarch soon let go of Benard's right wrist and stopped wrapping his elbow around the latter's throat. Then, drawing back his torso, he had Benard get on all fours with his torso relaxed. Only his tempting posterior was in the air, looking smack-worthy.With one hand, the king restrained Benard's hands behind his back at the lumbar region. He then took hold of Benard's right buttock and shifted it to show the rim of his hole, which was still stuffed with his mighty length.And in this position, the king resumed pushing his hips forward, each thrust extracting obscene sounds from the brunet.
Knees splayed, Benard was now gripping a certain someone’s shoulders.And the person was none other than the demon king, who was kneeling on the bed and cradling Benard’s hips. The king was making him go up and down his formidable length, not at a slow, steady rate but at a disquietingly fast pace.At one point, he could no longer grasp the king’s shoulders. Instead, he took hold of the king’s forearms. “Aahh~ Ahghh~ My king… Aah~ Aaah~ My king... p-please… S-slow down... Haaah~! H-uhh... H-augh~ I’m begging you... Haghh~”It was as if he were talking to a deaf person. Instead of getting his wish fulfilled, the speed at which he was being undulated on the king’s impressive meat sword increased.“Arhhh~!! My king…please… Aagh...Aghh... Urghh... Ughh... Please...”Lucas also knelt before the king, palms pressed together in plea. He couldn’t speak thanks to the king once again. All he could do was plead in his mind; the king could hear his thoughts anyway.‘Please, have mercy on my frie
Near the entrance, a large, black wolf was situated, crouching with its back facing her.Without delay, her heart shot straight to her throat; she was certain it would not waver before fleeing her body if presented with the prime occasion.At that point, she wished she could even jump out of her ow
Anna's eyes dilated, disbelief written boldly all over her face. How... Why? She was this close, so near to a solution.Only for it to disappear.At that, she heard a voice from a hidden speaker above her."Do you like my present, Anna?" She recognised that voice. It was Vilfred's.That despicabl
She had taken off his belt and draped it over her shoulders. Next, she unfastened the button and unzipped the trousers, uncovering his red briefs. Leaning in closer, she pressed her lips against the briefs. Afterwards, Anna took off his trousers along with his underwear. Now there was nothing bloc
Anna, Recson's wife, came to and found herself in a dark space. She was seated on the rough flooring, her back propped up against the equally rugged wall.As she lifted her hands, she felt a weighty and frigid sensation around her wrists, accompanied by the sound of metal clinking, revealing that s







