"Ahhh...god, right there Tristan," Kenneth whispered shamelessly. He could always get mortified later but at that particular moment, he expressed exactly how he felt. "This is so f*****g good..." He moaned as he rocked backwards to meet each thrust, his thighs shaking with the power behind each thrust. He thought he could very well die from the pleasure of it. His d***s were rock hard and stuck against his belly as though that was their permanent position. "So good..."
Tristan did exactly as his mate demanded. He f****d the s**t out of him. Kenneth didn’t even notice exactly when he leaned forward and rested the side of his face on the rug. Not only was he totally open for Tristan's deep and hard penetration, but he was also in the most submissive of poses, which fired up his dominant alp
