Flex started bouncing up and down on his dick, riding him hard. The pounding became more intense, the stroking harder, deeper. Indian porn sex Flex reached out to kiss him softly; Ernesto forgot to close his eyes; he wanted to see everything. What’s going on in that pretty head of yours?”
“I just wanted to make you feel good, that’s all.” What he really wanted to say was, “I am used to guys using my mouth as many times as they want and I feel like I’ve failed if I didn’t make you cum.”
“You did make me feel good. Ernesto loved his family and would do anything for them so leaving Brooklyn, leaving Carnasie, was really out of the question. this, I love this.” He really wanted to say I love you. Anytime you want to play a little game of pick up, let me know, I’d love to have you on my team.” He smiled a gorgeous smile and Ernesto looked up and then down, his eyes resting on the crotch directly eye level in front of him. Ernesto was in the closet and he was sub to Black men, meaning he got his pleasure, alone, in the solitude of his bed in shame and in silence, long after the sexual experience
