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.Lovely pale skin and dark corset.Fuckingstunning.He slid his hand over Dal's hips, and then on upalong the PVC."Gonna make sure you remember me, Dal said.Hemoved, danced on Dillon's cock, those amazing eyesstaring down at him.Dillon doubted there was any dangerhe would be forgetting Dal anytime soon, but if the manwanted to give him a ride to remember, he wasn't going tosay no. His thumbs brushed across Dal's nipples, the pretty littlebits of flesh dark and swollen from use.There were theprettiest bruises and marks scattered over the lean body,just decorating Dal.His marks, his bruises, put there by hishands and his mouth, his teeth.Moaning, he planted hisfeet on the mattress and bucked up, pushing into Dal'sbody, adding his strength to their joining."Yeah. Dal arched, bouncing on his prick, fingers white-knuckled on the headboard.He craned his neck up and managed to wrap his lipsaround one nipple, sucking and licking, biting.His handspulled Dal's hips down."More.Shit.Come on, Dillon.So fucking close."Growling a little, he grabbed Dal around the waist andflipped them, putting Dal on the bottom.Then he startedpounding that sweet fucking ass, giving Dal everything hehad.Dal wasn't the only one wanting to be remembered.Dal shot hard, spunk spraying over his belly, Dillon's nameringing out.That sweet, most perfect ass squeezed tightaround him, milking his cock, and Dillon's own cry joinedDal's as he shot hard.Groaning, panting, he loweredhimself onto Dal, cock still sheathed in Dal's heat."So good.So fucking good. Dal nuzzled into Dillon's throat, lips parted on his skin.He made a humming noise in reply, the sound turning into agroan of disappointment as he slid out of Dal's body.Hegot rid of the condom and rested his head on Dal'sshoulder. Definitely memorable.""Good.I hate to be forgotten before I'm gone."He chuckled. Oh, there's no chance of that happening. Notone fucking chance. Though I might need a reminder bythe time you're back from was it Tokyo?""Mmmhmm.It was.Is.How can I get in touch with you,after Tokyo?"Dillon thought about that.This was none of his secretary'sbusiness.He wasn't home enough to make giving thatnumber out worth it.He gave Dal his private cell phonenumber. Call that when you need me. And he had nodoubt that Dal would call, that the need would rise in theman.And he'd more than proved he could give Dal exactlywhat was needed."I can do that. Dal took a long, slow deep kiss. We've stillgot one day, though."He opened wide, inviting Dal in for another kiss. We do.Ifyou're sure you don't want to spend it out on the beach. Hekept a straight face, giving Dal his most earnest look. "I'd burn if we fucked on the beach all day."He laughed long and hard at that. Yeah, and it would be ashame to burn or sandpaper this lovely skin. He let hisfingers linger, loving the way skin became PVC and thenPVC became skin again. Only bruises and bite marks foryou, baby.""I'll keep that in mind."He chuckled, fingers finding a bruise on Dal's collarboneand pressing into it.His stomach growled loudly and hechuckled. I should call for breakfast.You want anythingspecial? He was thinking fruit with cream.He'd take thatcorset off and make Dal his table.He could already tastethe cream with the salt of Dal's skin mixed in."Food.I'm starving. Dal smiled and stretched. Althoughthere should be coffee.Good, rich coffee.""Yeah, I bet that's a wonderful taste on your lips. He went tothe phone, admiring each move Dal made.His cock was athalf mast again already, a testament to just how fuckingsexy Dal was.He didn't think he'd come this much in thelast six months."Mmm.I should probably bathe, too, huh? The long legsspread, stretched, wanton bastard. "It'll take a while for the food to get here.And I don't know ifyou noticed, but the showers here are enormous. Morethan big enough for two.He licked his lips and pressed 98for the kitchen.He ordered scrambled eggs and bacon,toast, fresh fruit and cream.And a pot of dark roast coffee."I have noticed. Those pretty eyes shone at him over Dal'sshoulder as the man stood. I spent one night in there with adildo and the nipple clamps."He hung the phone up with a bang, his cock jerking at thewords. You are so wicked.I would like to have seen that.I'd ask for a show, but I'd rather help than watch."That pert, tight ass just wiggled, showing off for him. Promises, promises."He groaned and started going through the drawer. Did Iarrange to have a paddle put in here?"That ass would look amazing with a welt or two across it.And if there was no paddle, Dillon would find somethingelse for them to play with.Dal laughed and hurried towardthe bathroom.He couldn't find a paddle, but he did find arubber glove with little rubber prickles on it [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.Lovely pale skin and dark corset.Fuckingstunning.He slid his hand over Dal's hips, and then on upalong the PVC."Gonna make sure you remember me, Dal said.Hemoved, danced on Dillon's cock, those amazing eyesstaring down at him.Dillon doubted there was any dangerhe would be forgetting Dal anytime soon, but if the manwanted to give him a ride to remember, he wasn't going tosay no. His thumbs brushed across Dal's nipples, the pretty littlebits of flesh dark and swollen from use.There were theprettiest bruises and marks scattered over the lean body,just decorating Dal.His marks, his bruises, put there by hishands and his mouth, his teeth.Moaning, he planted hisfeet on the mattress and bucked up, pushing into Dal'sbody, adding his strength to their joining."Yeah. Dal arched, bouncing on his prick, fingers white-knuckled on the headboard.He craned his neck up and managed to wrap his lipsaround one nipple, sucking and licking, biting.His handspulled Dal's hips down."More.Shit.Come on, Dillon.So fucking close."Growling a little, he grabbed Dal around the waist andflipped them, putting Dal on the bottom.Then he startedpounding that sweet fucking ass, giving Dal everything hehad.Dal wasn't the only one wanting to be remembered.Dal shot hard, spunk spraying over his belly, Dillon's nameringing out.That sweet, most perfect ass squeezed tightaround him, milking his cock, and Dillon's own cry joinedDal's as he shot hard.Groaning, panting, he loweredhimself onto Dal, cock still sheathed in Dal's heat."So good.So fucking good. Dal nuzzled into Dillon's throat, lips parted on his skin.He made a humming noise in reply, the sound turning into agroan of disappointment as he slid out of Dal's body.Hegot rid of the condom and rested his head on Dal'sshoulder. Definitely memorable.""Good.I hate to be forgotten before I'm gone."He chuckled. Oh, there's no chance of that happening. Notone fucking chance. Though I might need a reminder bythe time you're back from was it Tokyo?""Mmmhmm.It was.Is.How can I get in touch with you,after Tokyo?"Dillon thought about that.This was none of his secretary'sbusiness.He wasn't home enough to make giving thatnumber out worth it.He gave Dal his private cell phonenumber. Call that when you need me. And he had nodoubt that Dal would call, that the need would rise in theman.And he'd more than proved he could give Dal exactlywhat was needed."I can do that. Dal took a long, slow deep kiss. We've stillgot one day, though."He opened wide, inviting Dal in for another kiss. We do.Ifyou're sure you don't want to spend it out on the beach. Hekept a straight face, giving Dal his most earnest look. "I'd burn if we fucked on the beach all day."He laughed long and hard at that. Yeah, and it would be ashame to burn or sandpaper this lovely skin. He let hisfingers linger, loving the way skin became PVC and thenPVC became skin again. Only bruises and bite marks foryou, baby.""I'll keep that in mind."He chuckled, fingers finding a bruise on Dal's collarboneand pressing into it.His stomach growled loudly and hechuckled. I should call for breakfast.You want anythingspecial? He was thinking fruit with cream.He'd take thatcorset off and make Dal his table.He could already tastethe cream with the salt of Dal's skin mixed in."Food.I'm starving. Dal smiled and stretched. Althoughthere should be coffee.Good, rich coffee.""Yeah, I bet that's a wonderful taste on your lips. He went tothe phone, admiring each move Dal made.His cock was athalf mast again already, a testament to just how fuckingsexy Dal was.He didn't think he'd come this much in thelast six months."Mmm.I should probably bathe, too, huh? The long legsspread, stretched, wanton bastard. "It'll take a while for the food to get here.And I don't know ifyou noticed, but the showers here are enormous. Morethan big enough for two.He licked his lips and pressed 98for the kitchen.He ordered scrambled eggs and bacon,toast, fresh fruit and cream.And a pot of dark roast coffee."I have noticed. Those pretty eyes shone at him over Dal'sshoulder as the man stood. I spent one night in there with adildo and the nipple clamps."He hung the phone up with a bang, his cock jerking at thewords. You are so wicked.I would like to have seen that.I'd ask for a show, but I'd rather help than watch."That pert, tight ass just wiggled, showing off for him. Promises, promises."He groaned and started going through the drawer. Did Iarrange to have a paddle put in here?"That ass would look amazing with a welt or two across it.And if there was no paddle, Dillon would find somethingelse for them to play with.Dal laughed and hurried towardthe bathroom.He couldn't find a paddle, but he did find arubber glove with little rubber prickles on it [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]