"Mmm... good, I'd be a little offended if you could," Xue Yang teases breathily.
When Song Lan starts to move, he moans, clinging even tighter to his lover as that thick cock rubs him deep and fills him so well. "Y-Yes, A-Lan... that's so good..."
"I can't have that." Zichen chuckles and then groans, losing himself in the slow motion of their hips joining, parting and joining again. He smiles at the clinging and kisses his lover deeply, wanting him to feel his love; not just hear it.
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He stays buried inside his love for a few more moments, kissing over Xue Yang's face. Then he rolls his hips seductively, rubbing himself deep.
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When Song Lan starts to move, he moans, clinging even tighter to his lover as that thick cock rubs him deep and fills him so well. "Y-Yes, A-Lan... that's so good..."
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