Friends of Fleshbot
July 15, 2013 | Posted in Editorial Features by
I roll from him and feel his thick, warm come slip from my lips and I race to catch it before I stain the sheets. He lies there, chest heaving, head lolling, a drop of come inching down his cock as his erection subsides. The air around us is heavy with our scent. Sexalicious.
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