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Meyer, still in the afterglow of cumming, began to moan louder as the thrusts became stronger. He had finally let go of his restraints, allowing himself to enjoy the feeling of being controlled and dominated. His hips were grabbed roughly as he tried to meet the hard thrusts, every inch of him felt like it was on fire, and he enjoyed every second of it.

Then, Meyer felt Ezekiel thrust into that spot, which give him the most pleasurable feeling. "Ah, right t-there," he groaned, his breath hitching every time Ezekiel's cock thrust into his hole. How his husband-to-be was still going strong after all this time was a mystery to him.