While his pectoral breasts were not nearly as defined as Hawthorn’s- still soft and round like a woman’s- his muscle definition was there. As the referee counted to three, Hawthorn’s expression changed from concentrated to thoughtful. Indian porn sex Lowland watched from the sidelines as his son engaged in his third match for the tournament. “All champions eventually succumb to someone else. Their lovemaking was as sweet and tender at home as any couple could be. Neither noticed as the sunlight slowly faded, and torches were lit around the camp. Hawthorn let out a small moan, one that was laced with desperation and vulnerability. The scent of his son was almost enough to bring him to tears. Take off the binding from your chest and engage me as the others do so freely.”
Lowland quirked an eyebrow, then turned to his son. To wrap his lips around the taut nipples of his son’s chest and drink the sweat that flowed between his pectoral breasts. “They will know how deeply I’m loved,” came the reply. Read 6363 times |
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Their breaths co-mingling as their lips and tongues danced. As the referee counted to three, Hawthorn’s expression changed from concentrated to thoughtful.
