'm not... [He mutters, even as he turns his face away from Everett to hide his flushed cheeks. There's no hiding how red his other cheek is from Everett's slap, though.
The second smack, right atop the first, compounds the stinging, and Hector grasps fistfuls of bedsheet and tries to keep from fully grinding his cock into Everett to find friction to counterbalance it. His tail twitches.]
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The second smack, right atop the first, compounds the stinging, and Hector grasps fistfuls of bedsheet and tries to keep from fully grinding his cock into Everett to find friction to counterbalance it. His tail twitches.]
T,two.