[ Breathless and sweaty from his exertions, Sylvain rides his cock with a single-minded focus and determination, a hunger, that's all-consuming. it builds and builds and builds and he can only be carried along with it, the pleasure and need relentless as it throbs within him.
Basch's cock buried so deep, splitting him open each time he drops down on him. His own body, shuddering at the stimulation each time he grinds down against his prostate - keens and chases that feeling even more until he's panting, gasping for air.
Each of those touches, kisses, praises - no matter how soft or sensual or sharp - each one builds off the other until it feels as if every nerve hums with sensation. And when he feels Basch press up deeply into him and spill into him, his cock pulsing hotly against the tight clench of Sylvain's body, his own cock throbs with envy as he grinds down, shuddering, greedily taking every drop.
But some part of him teeters there on the cliff's edge., cock pulsing against the ring binding him, body primed for pleasure but unable to grasp it. he's so close, but something in him is held back and he keens and whines, shuddering as he rocks, desperate. ]
Please, please, Master, please...! [ he gasps out, the words a strained, breathless chant. ]
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Basch's cock buried so deep, splitting him open each time he drops down on him. His own body, shuddering at the stimulation each time he grinds down against his prostate - keens and chases that feeling even more until he's panting, gasping for air.
Each of those touches, kisses, praises - no matter how soft or sensual or sharp - each one builds off the other until it feels as if every nerve hums with sensation. And when he feels Basch press up deeply into him and spill into him, his cock pulsing hotly against the tight clench of Sylvain's body, his own cock throbs with envy as he grinds down, shuddering, greedily taking every drop.
But some part of him teeters there on the cliff's edge., cock pulsing against the ring binding him, body primed for pleasure but unable to grasp it. he's so close, but something in him is held back and he keens and whines, shuddering as he rocks, desperate. ]
Please, please, Master, please...! [ he gasps out, the words a strained, breathless chant. ]