his breath hitched as mason really started working those hips, that fat, plush ass grinding down hard against the growing bulge in his slacks. he could feel the heat of him, the way his cheeks spread and pressed with every roll, teasing the thick outline of his cock until it
โa-ah.โ his voice is lower now, breathier. thatโsโฆ dangerous. heโs letting those hands guide him at first, soft, almost innocent friction. he gets into it, though and soon enough his back arches and he accentuates the pressure, hips pressing down, pert cheeks grinding right