[ Dorian groans, a low sound that rumbles in his chest as he feels Orym’s walls tighten around him. Gripping the halfling’s hips, he pounds into him over and over, the water sloshing over the sides of the tub from the near furious pace as he tries to angle his thrusts to hit that sweet spot inside him. ]
Fuck, Orym…you feel so good around me. Like you were made for my cock.
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Date: 2023-09-26 05:15 am (UTC)Fuck, Orym…you feel so good around me. Like you were made for my cock.