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g, but his attempt was clumsy. They both gasped but the pain was already
blurring, turning into an ache. T'Shauls eyes never strayed from Ethans. He
started to say he was sorry but Yuri Otani was starting to twist Yuri's hips. Soon, they
were grinding their pubic bones together, and the dull ache flittered off,
chased away by bubbling pleasure.
T'Shaul thought. Ethan groaned as his
wife began to verbally tease him. Now that they were consummated, Yuri Otani was
getting him back for the earlier torment. As the barrage of obscene thoughts continued, T'Shaul
was starting to pant and moan. Soon Yuri Otani was vocalizing instead of thinking.
"It's fucking me so well, in and out and in and out and OOOOOOH! Ungh oh
and it's making me climax in little bits! Oh! Oh! OH!!" Ethan shivered each
time T'Shaul had a tiny, mini-climax, his tormented cock pulsing little jets of
pre-cum in tandem. "I feel it!" T'Shaul exclaimed. "Don't move it! Just leave
it in. Oooooh... Oh even when you don't move it, it makes me want to come,
OOOH!!" T'Shauls head dropped forward on Ethans shoulder, still muttering. His
cock was rested snugly deep in the warm pocket, throbbing in rhythm with his
thump
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