11-29-2016, 02:35 PM
Peter pressed his face into the other male's flat middle as he gripped his shirt tightly with a groan, his sphincter clinched and unclinched around the girth of the egg. His head rolled back as he faded for a moment, then came back, curling forwards on his lap and sobbing as he pushed again.
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