[Somehow, he manages to tear his eyes away from the hand around his bulge, and his gaze lands on Dave's crotch. Is that...?]
iS YOUR BULGE--nNNGHSFSD,
[He's cut off by Dave's fingers doing exactly what he asked, biting down on his lip so hard he tastes metal.]
yEAH, lIKE THAT, tHAT'S, ,,, yEAH,
[He wriggles slightly in his seat, feeling that same coppery stickiness welling at the rim of both his entrances. Tavros finds himself wishing he weren't so...clothed.]
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iS YOUR BULGE--nNNGHSFSD,
[He's cut off by Dave's fingers doing exactly what he asked, biting down on his lip so hard he tastes metal.]
yEAH, lIKE THAT,
tHAT'S,
,,,
yEAH,
[He wriggles slightly in his seat, feeling that same coppery stickiness welling at the rim of both his entrances. Tavros finds himself wishing he weren't so...clothed.]