[Orym murmurs the words softly as he continues, fingers running up over the head of his arousal, down along the length of him. His finger presses deep, taking his time before adding a second -- and then very deliberately seeking out that spot inside him.]
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[Orym murmurs the words softly as he continues, fingers running up over the head of his arousal, down along the length of him. His finger presses deep, taking his time before adding a second -- and then very deliberately seeking out that spot inside him.]
Has anyone had you like this before, Dorian?