Miky sits on a bench, lost in birdsong, when Petr approaches, all smoldering intensity. "Skip the foreplay," Petr growls, gripping Miky’s thick cock through his jeans. He frees it, teasing the head with his tongue before taking it deep, his throat working around the girth. Miky groans, pulling Petr closer as clothes fly off.
Petr drops to his knees, taking Miky bare, moaning as Miky slams into him hard, skin slapping. Petr whimpers, stretched and breathless, as Miky fucks him relentlessly. When Miky pulls out, his cum spills over Petr’s ass before he shoves back in, filling him as he comes inside. Petr collapses, and Miky rolls him over, stroking him until Petr spills on his chest.
The air hums with something heavier than lust. Petr’s gaze locks onto Miky’s, this isn’t just sex. It’s the start of something.
Petr drops to his knees, taking Miky bare, moaning as Miky slams into him hard, skin slapping. Petr whimpers, stretched and breathless, as Miky fucks him relentlessly. When Miky pulls out, his cum spills over Petr’s ass before he shoves back in, filling him as he comes inside. Petr collapses, and Miky rolls him over, stroking him until Petr spills on his chest.
The air hums with something heavier than lust. Petr’s gaze locks onto Miky’s, this isn’t just sex. It’s the start of something.
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