Post by Deleted on Mar 29, 2017 3:07:37 GMT
Vero had thought of this so many times. What it would feel like to be with Kiawah. Images of it sometimes visiting his dreams at night. Desires left unspoken and idly remaining in his heart and . . . other parts of him. But no amount or intensity of thought, could truly do justice at just how good it felt to be with him. Veros chest heaved as Kia moved lower, the olde male sharply inhaling when his mouth found his nipple. Veros hands remained in Kias hair, fingers toying with it as he found his cock, the trial of his mouth leaving his skin ignited with pleasure.
Vero moaned when Kia took hold of his length, the teasing nature of his actions, the squeezing of his sac. He forced his eyes open gazing down at the younger male with heavy lidded eyes. A breathy cursr escaped Vero, swallowing as he could feel himself ache for more of Kiawahs touch. "Kia," he breathed with need, an underlying tone of pleading for more of him. "I joken need you." Unable to even recall in this haze whether he had verbally stated that already or not.
Vero moaned when Kia took hold of his length, the teasing nature of his actions, the squeezing of his sac. He forced his eyes open gazing down at the younger male with heavy lidded eyes. A breathy cursr escaped Vero, swallowing as he could feel himself ache for more of Kiawahs touch. "Kia," he breathed with need, an underlying tone of pleading for more of him. "I joken need you." Unable to even recall in this haze whether he had verbally stated that already or not.
