There you go. What a good boy, my precious pet. [yes, more soft encouragement between the teasing and petting and hitting. Hector's been rutting against his thigh enough to wet his kilt through, soaked with precum just ready to burst. How he'd be scolded by a stricter mentor, shamed for such a lewd display of want in the face of punishment.
Everett's not very strict, he loves making someone so weak by his hand]
Four left... I'll do them all in a row. Are you ready for that?
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Everett's not very strict, he loves making someone so weak by his hand]
Four left... I'll do them all in a row. Are you ready for that?