"We're done already?" he smirked, running a hand up the larger man's chest as he closed the distance between them--again.
Ivan had to stand onto his tip-toes, leveraging himself with a fistful of Volgin's shirt--but he managed to lick some of the remaining cum off his face.
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Date: 2011-01-01 11:52 am (UTC)Ivan had to stand onto his tip-toes, leveraging himself with a fistful of Volgin's shirt--but he managed to lick some of the remaining cum off his face.