Did Bjorn want to lay in Rekker's bed all day like a slutty harlot? Of course he fucking did. The man was a trashy bitch and everyone knew it. Oh---that yank to his hair and the way the ginger thrust into his tight ass caused the singer to let out a loud yelp of pleasure mixed with a slight stinging pain. He was smashed but he could still feel the way Rekker's thick cock stretched his tight ring painfully.
"Oh fuck!---"
The Swede swore in his mother tongue and let out a slew of curses, gasping and pushing back into those thrusts. He wanted this badly and was now moaning like the whore he was. But he was Rekker's private whore, no one else's. His hands braced himself on the seat, grabbing onto whatever he could find for leverage as he let his ginger bastard fuck him roughly.
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ninetydegrees
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on 2021-12-04 07:39 pm (UTC)"Oh fuck!---"
The Swede swore in his mother tongue and let out a slew of curses, gasping and pushing back into those thrusts. He wanted this badly and was now moaning like the whore he was. But he was Rekker's private whore, no one else's. His hands braced himself on the seat, grabbing onto whatever he could find for leverage as he let his ginger bastard fuck him roughly.
"Fuck me harder, you cock head! Ahhh---"