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At the back of Hector's mind he was aware of how tight Carter's untrained opening could be, but with the tease annd the messy stroke on his cock, adding on the spreading of Carter's copious amount of slick onto his cock - Hector really couldn't think of anything now. He growled and his eyes lit up at how Carter arched up and pushed his belly higher up in the air. If his morning wood was hard before, it was throbbing so much it pained now.

Carter's small prick was like a signal post, telling and urging Hector to make a move - and he did. He clutched on the poorly lonely prick and pressed it forward to pin it on Carter's slightly rounded belly, then shifted himself forward on his knees, he guided his msurhoomhead towards the spasming opening.

No matter how wet the omega was, he was still tight as hell. Hector's breathing became labored as he forced himself through the tight ring of muscle. The amount of slick was helping a lot, and at least he was able to ease himself in this time without much prep. It was knife through butter - butter straight out from the fridge - tight fit, but still fitting. He groaned, his abdominal muscle contracted and he thrusted forward, landing his full length into Carter in one go.