[ Dorian matched it with a moan of his own as Orym pressed himself closer, feeling every bit of his husband’s small frame against his sensitive skin.
And yet he couldn’t help wrapping his arms around him, pulling him even tighter to him, as he continued rocking in and out of the silken warmth of his husband’s tight passage. ]
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And yet he couldn’t help wrapping his arms around him, pulling him even tighter to him, as he continued rocking in and out of the silken warmth of his husband’s tight passage. ]
You feel so good, Orym.