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WARNING THE NEXT TWO CHAPTERS CONTAIN EXPLICIT CONTENT! IF YOU DO NOT WANT TO READ IT PLEASE SKIP TO CHAPTER 19 GREYSON Marcus grabs my ass and lifts me, I wrap my legs around his waist, and he walks us backwards till I am pinned to the wall, his hand rubs me through my pants, I am hard as a rock, he traces the shape of my c*ck and balls through the loose material of my sweatpants. We are both groaning and breathing heavily. Slipping his hand inside my pants he grips my length, rubbing his thumb over the tip, making me moan, “f*ck that feels so good baby.” I feel him grin against my mouth, before putting me down and dropping to his knees, and then I feel his hot mouth surrounding my raging c*ck head. He gently rolls my balls in his hand as he sucks more and more of me into his mouth