Forbidden Seduction
He withdrew his hand, resting it on the young man’s ball sack, caressing it.
“Waiting is maddening, you know, Ayn,” he spoke, while his deft fingers rolled the slave’s testes in circular motions. “But I will try,” he promised, oblivious to the small sparkle of surprise in deep dark eyes.
Soon enough, they were embraced tightly, rubbing their bodies against one another, Ayn merely clinging on Xavier’s slightly larger frame, as the master of the house was dry humping him with all his might.
There was a clash of wills there, and soon enough, the slave picked up the pace, meeting each heavy thrust with his own. The tender flesh of their organs was being abused in the process, yet it looked like
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