The Demonic Prince
He imagined the general holding him from behind, toned chest against his back, his slightly smaller hand groped his chest and his cock rubbing against the crack of his ass.
Jin Huan whimpered again, louder this time. More precum was leaking from his slit and his blush has reached his chest. His breathing became more erratic as he panted in huffs. He stopped playing with his nipples and moved them downward, stroking his cock with his legs spreading wider. The moment he touched his own cock his eyes jolted open in pleasure as a wave of shudder shocked through his body. As soon as his eyes were open they landed on the open window and slight wave of embarrassment at the thought that the sun rays