Mm. [ Jim nuzzles at his cock, leans in and bites against his hipbone again, then sits back far enough to fetch whatever helpful vial is nearby in a fancy glass tray, set out for anyone using these rooms. ] You sound good, saying that.
[ Still not hurrying, he coats his fingers (playing a little, taking some time to rub over the older man's chest, nipples, with the oil), then goes back to what he was doing with his fingers between his asscheeks. ]
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[ Still not hurrying, he coats his fingers (playing a little, taking some time to rub over the older man's chest, nipples, with the oil), then goes back to what he was doing with his fingers between his asscheeks. ]