07-23-2017, 03:13 PM
Gil bit his lips and tried to ignore Mitsuo's pained whimpers. He was half expecting urine to shoot out of his cock when the organ twitched, but nothing came out and he knew he had to try harder. He pressed on the swollen prostate and pressed a palm on Mitsuo's full bladder. It was quite strange, and had he not known better, he would thought that round shape low in his belly was a baby's head.
Mitsuo started thrashing around but Gil wouldn't let go. He rubbed his prostate relentlessly, circling his finger around the walnut shaped part and pressed down on his bladder.
Mitsuo started thrashing around but Gil wouldn't let go. He rubbed his prostate relentlessly, circling his finger around the walnut shaped part and pressed down on his bladder.