Xeron & Xanthus
Police Station
"Xeron-n-n"
It was a moan which had been captivating in the air for quite some while. Finding him dig deeper into space between his legs, Xanthus was pulling Xeron's hair: his hair flying due to the fan whirring just a few inches behind them and a mattress getting awfully upset by their untidiness.
It had begun with a harsh push of Xeron who couldn't stop from a small peck. It began with them falling on each other, upon the hard cemented floor as Xanthus spread his arms wide, to gain pleasure from the vigorous pecks on his filthy neck.
Having declined shower for three weeks, he enquired sof
