"I'm always needy for you, ginger bastard. Skit i min röv bra."
Bjorn was so fucking drunk he was now defaulting back into his own tongue because thinking about using English meant he had to use his brain. That was fucked because of all the booze he had drunk at the party and also the drugs he'd taken before entering the bar. Would he feel like utter shit once he woke up? Oh yes. But it would be worth it for a rough fuck in the back of Rekker's fuck mobile.
"Fucking rude, babe. Don't demand."
The Swede stuck his tongue out and then nearly fall backwards because his legs were like jelly as he reached around to pull Rekker's erect cock free of his pants. Bjorn rid himself of the rest of his clothes until he was naked except for the pink frilly panties he wore underneath his now ruined pants. The Swede knew the Brit was going shopping for new clothes so ruining his own wasn't such a big deal to him anyway. The man was fucking rich anyway. The lube though---that was now part of everywhere they went because Rekker was a horn dog and wanted Bjorn fucking everywhere! Not that the singer was complaining at all.
"What? No strawberry flavoured lube? Aw fucking boring!"
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on 2021-11-17 04:50 pm (UTC)Bjorn was so fucking drunk he was now defaulting back into his own tongue because thinking about using English meant he had to use his brain. That was fucked because of all the booze he had drunk at the party and also the drugs he'd taken before entering the bar. Would he feel like utter shit once he woke up? Oh yes. But it would be worth it for a rough fuck in the back of Rekker's fuck mobile.
"Fucking rude, babe. Don't demand."
The Swede stuck his tongue out and then nearly fall backwards because his legs were like jelly as he reached around to pull Rekker's erect cock free of his pants. Bjorn rid himself of the rest of his clothes until he was naked except for the pink frilly panties he wore underneath his now ruined pants. The Swede knew the Brit was going shopping for new clothes so ruining his own wasn't such a big deal to him anyway. The man was fucking rich anyway. The lube though---that was now part of everywhere they went because Rekker was a horn dog and wanted Bjorn fucking everywhere! Not that the singer was complaining at all.
"What? No strawberry flavoured lube? Aw fucking boring!"