[ His moan draws out as he lapses to a brief halt, dropping down over Molly to nuzzle between his shoulders with lazy kisses, just wanting to taste his sweat in the wake of feeling him come around him. Fjord strokes that tail until Molly is spent and then braces himself over a lavender back, hips starting to cant slowly on instinct. Come slips out and dribbles down the backs of Molly's thighs, sliding over his balls from the angle, and Fjord knows he's personally not done for the night, not with Molly so well-fucked beneath him.
So much for round one, the only.
He fucks him to a steady pace, angling to overstimulate that special spot inside with firm rubs from every other ridge along his cock, working the come out with the head before sinking back in.
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So much for round one, the only.
He fucks him to a steady pace, angling to overstimulate that special spot inside with firm rubs from every other ridge along his cock, working the come out with the head before sinking back in.
Rumbling, he sighs almost contentedly. ]
I'm not done, are you?