04-24-2017, 05:01 PM
"Agreed. Hmm let's head over to the bathroom. You are right, this couldnt be too comfortable." With a quick shift of hands, Gil was holding Mitsuo bridal style. His cock slipped out of Mitsuo in the process and both groaned at the lost. Mitsuo seemed to have reflectively clenched his canal tight, for he moaned and his thighs squeezed tight, and there werent a rush of fluid coming out as would be expected when Gil withdrew. In steady steps, Gil carried Mitsuo who was laying in his arms to the bathroom, his belly bumping into his stomach as they movrd.