"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~!"
Billy's muscles were thicker, flexing and nice in Lyrins hands. Billy pinched on Lyrins nipples, pulling on them as he pounded down on him. His cock drumming deep inside of his toy, faster.
Billy smirked inti his ear. "You cum only when I do- remember fuck boy?" He said as he slap Kyrund cheek ramming him mercilessly, beating his mark back into him. "If you cum before me, I'll beat you with a fucking whip until your bitch ass gets hard from it!"
Lyrin yelps, shuddering. He bites down on his lip, and genuinely contemplated coming early just to get that whip. But he didn't really feel like having his whole body torn up at the moment. He shudders, holding himself back as he rocks and grinds back against Billy.
Billy smirked at him, feeling him clenching like he always dud to hold in. He dragged his nails down Lyrins back slowly, carving red marks inti him as he pressed deep inside. "Maybe I'll just do it anyway. " He teased as he bottomed out again his ass. Starting to pant lowly as he gushed his load.
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