Stolen by the Werewolf-6

2000 Words

"Oh gods, Osric, that's so good." Osric groaned around Jim's c**k, and the vibrations shivered all the way down Jim's shaft. Osric's d**k was hard and glistening with precum. Jim loved that Osric was so turned on. Power surged along his c**k and skin, his thrusts keeping pace with each escalating heartbeat. Jim reached down and caressed Osric's thick c**k, taking him in his hand and using Osric's c*m as lubrication to stroke Osric's shaft in time with the thrusts of Jim's c**k in Osric's mouth. Osric moaned again, a sensuous sound of longing and need, his hips jerking and pressing deeper into Jim's palm. Jim pulled out of Osric's mouth, afraid that he'd finish too soon. He didn't want to come until Osric's c**k was deeply imbedded in his a*s. He lay down on the bed beside Osric, pulling

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