"You're nothing but a cock addict hm?" He demeaned as he as felt Lyrins Arch, his thumbed pressing in his throat as she sunk his teeth into the back of Lyrins. He thudded against him harsher, moving his hand up to jerk him by his hair.
Lyrin gasps, squirming slightly. "Only for. . . For your cock. . . Sir~" He keeps rocking his hips back, trying to get Billy deeper, to hit that sweet spot.
"Better be only mine- you fucking cum dump-" he growled out as he thrusted harder, his tip digging into Lyrins sweet spots. He pulled Lyrins hair , twisting and pressing his cheek inti the carpet.
Lyrin cries out, writhing more. He tenses slightly, reaching back to grab Billy's thigh with one hand. His other arm bends, forearm bracing on the floor. "Master~!"
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