Comhroinn Fuaime

Till had noticed Ivan’s squirming for a while now, his hands were gripping the bed sheets. His knuckles turned pale from holding onto the fabric so tight. “Having a little trouble?” Ivan flinched as Till bounced on his cock slightly. “Mnnghh… please” He whined as he felt another wave of need overc…

Till had noticed Ivan’s squirming for a while now, his hands were gripping the bed sheets. His knuckles turned pale from holding onto the fabric so tight. “Having a little trouble?” Ivan flinched as Till bounced on his cock slightly. “Mnnghh… please” He whined as he felt another wave of need overcome him. Till hummed in thought as he watched Ivan’s face turn more flushed than it already was. Till stifled in the laugh he wanted to let out and instead tilted his head mockingly. Ivan’s expression