Rico’s eyes fluttered as his breathing turned ragged. Barely able to keep his voice down, he felt the slim piece of cool metal slide down his most sensitive spot, pushing and prodding into his stiff flesh as his pre-ejaculate coated its shiny surface. A soft warning of the impending finish if the grinning fox under him kept doing what she was doing. Mary was as keen to keep this going as long as possible, her grip on his swollen knot form and deliberate.
Pops Shubert
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