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The book of love is long and boring
The praise made Sam smile, a pleased moan accompanying the breath he sighed out as Loren bit again at his neck, the pressure on the sensitive skin there delicious indeed (and if Sam was being honest, reminiscent of a certain dream he'd had lately, which made it all the more involving). It seemed his own bite had it's intended effect on Loren, Sam having to brace himself against the wall with all his upper body now with the force of his thrusts, eyes rolling up as each push took him higher and higher to a peak he was soon reaching.
Loren's command was entirely unnecessary - there was no way Sam wasn't going to cum with Loren inside him and a hand on his cock. "Yes, yes sir, come inside me--I--ohh!" With a keening and loud moan he closed his eyes and fists as he came, transparent fluid hitting the tiles beneath him; for a moment his mind was blessedly clear except for release and fulfilled desire, perfectly eager for Loren to use his body to satisfy himself.
Loren's command was entirely unnecessary - there was no way Sam wasn't going to cum with Loren inside him and a hand on his cock. "Yes, yes sir, come inside me--I--ohh!" With a keening and loud moan he closed his eyes and fists as he came, transparent fluid hitting the tiles beneath him; for a moment his mind was blessedly clear except for release and fulfilled desire, perfectly eager for Loren to use his body to satisfy himself.
No one can lift the damn thing
