11-01-2016, 01:52 PM
Tobias leant almost at a ninety degree angle over the counter, his arms folded on the surface and pressing his face into the crook of his arm with a low groan. He moved his hips from side to side, his dripping anus, gaping as he stuggled still through the contraction, barely aware of anything but the pain. "My robe..."He reached for James to rest his head against the crook of his shoulder and neck, holding himself up with his help.
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