The Gay Diãry
Jake wasn’t far behind, his hips stuttering as he emptied himself inside me.
When they finally pulled out, I collapsed onto the couch, my body trembling, my ass dripping with their cum. Garry leaned down, pressing a rough kiss to my lips. "Still think you can handle more?" he murmured, his voice dark with promise.
I grinned, my body already aching for round three. "Always."