He giggles a little at the snapping of teeth, though he does visibly swoon a little at the thought of being ridden - but no. Not now.
'I don't think I could stop now if I tried, Engel.'
He kisses and sucks at a spot right below Herbert's jawline, his rhythm and the tension of the muscles throughout his body making clear that he's climbing upward towards climax himself.
By now, the headboard of the bed has hit the wall. A good thing, too, the way Alfred is driving himself up and in, as hard and deep as he can muster.
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He giggles a little at the snapping of teeth, though he does visibly swoon a little at the thought of being ridden - but no. Not now.
'I don't think I could stop now if I tried, Engel.'
He kisses and sucks at a spot right below Herbert's jawline, his rhythm and the tension of the muscles throughout his body making clear that he's climbing upward towards climax himself.
By now, the headboard of the bed has hit the wall. A good thing, too, the way Alfred is driving himself up and in, as hard and deep as he can muster.