07-25-2017, 03:10 PM
Gil smirked. "Yea that's my seed in you, so ripe... the fruit is ready to be picked." He smiled at how mitsuo squirmed. His words succeeded in getting his arousal on. His breathes got quicker. He traced Mitsuo's hands and caressed along his belly. Though eh could be exaggerating, Gil tjought he could really feel the baby, or babies, had indeed been extremely low, dropping so low it was like it could spill out of him.
He kissed Mitsuo's blushed cheeks and then his lips. He didnt need to answer, his rod rising up to press against Mitsuo's bottom spoke for him. He rubbed his cockhead along his slit, he smiled at how he made Mitsuo tremble.
He kissed Mitsuo's blushed cheeks and then his lips. He didnt need to answer, his rod rising up to press against Mitsuo's bottom spoke for him. He rubbed his cockhead along his slit, he smiled at how he made Mitsuo tremble.