Derek groans and pulls Kalin's head to the side by his hair, biting and kissing the other's neck as he starts thrusting harder. "Good...wouldn't want my husband thinking I can't make him feel good, now would I?"
Derek groans and shudders, losing his rhythm for just a moment before pounding into Kalin and yanking on his hair, "Fuck, you can't do that when I'm fucking this tight ass!"
Derek smirks and reaches down with his other hand, gripping and stroking Kalin's cock. His hips piston rapidly while he keeps a firm grip on the other's hair.
Derek smiles and presses a soft kiss to Kalin's temple, slowly pulling out of him and laying down on the bed. He wraps his arms around Kalin and pulls him into a warm cuddle. "Finally, I get to hold you for a long time."
Derek laughs and kisses Kalin's forehead. "Alright. I'll make sure to just stay tone and keep my weight in check. I know dad bods are a thing, but I doubt I can pull that off."
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