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with you?” he asked shyly, his voice barely above a whisper, searching Tom’s face for any sign that this request might be too much. Aunty sex “I… “Y-yes, daddy…” he breathes shakily, his voice quivering with a mix of relief and confusion. “Sometimes… thank you for using me…” he whispers hoarsely, tears still streaming as he goes completely limp in, utterly spent and filled. We should get dressed before someone walks in on us. “Beg daddy to take your boy-pussy,” Tom commands. “I… what if someone sees?” He bites down hard on his lip, legs quaking as he begins to part them slowly, revealing pale thighs marked with faint bruises. “But I don’t… Slowly, tentatively, he places his palm flat against Tom’s chest, feeling the warmth and steady heartbeat beneath. His spent cock twitches back to life against his thigh, dripping precum onto the dirty floor.
