"I'll just keep you naked in my bed and ready to fuck like a harlot." Rekker's lust was raging. He wanted to rip off more clothing but the Swede was already naked. For a moment he admired the view, hands roughly caressing his lover's ass and hips. He looked so good eager and teasing.

Growling he grabbed on to the singer's hips and had to use his other to steady himself on the seat. He's so fucking drunk but painfully horny. One hard pull on his lover and he was shoved inside, moaning from the feeling of finally gettingbhis cock into Bjorn'stight ass.

"Fuck." The word came out as a moan while he tried to get his balance. He didn't care if they fell and started pounding Bjorn, rough and without restraint. Once he gets the rhythm Rekker let's go of those soft hips to get a handful of hair at the back of the Swede's head, using it as leverage to yank him back into the thrusts.