[ ah, yes, they need to find a way around this, don't they? as much as hank loves fucking his pretty, pretty android, there are logistics to consider, and hank already has an idea. he grins, free hand coming to give that tight, pert ass a little slap. ]
You love it in you, huh, you filthy boy?
[ and who is hank to take that away from him, really? so he gently nudges at him, encouraging a little movement. ] Turn around slowly, park your ass on my chest. You should be able to reach my dick better.
[ sixty-nineing, who would've thought hank would be enjoying this kind of sex at his age, with such a beautiful young man? he's rubbing against that spot again, hearing that muffled moan and deciding that he wants more from him. he knows connor is capable of a myriad lovely little sounds, and he intends to pry them out of him. ]
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You love it in you, huh, you filthy boy?
[ and who is hank to take that away from him, really? so he gently nudges at him, encouraging a little movement. ] Turn around slowly, park your ass on my chest. You should be able to reach my dick better.
[ sixty-nineing, who would've thought hank would be enjoying this kind of sex at his age, with such a beautiful young man? he's rubbing against that spot again, hearing that muffled moan and deciding that he wants more from him. he knows connor is capable of a myriad lovely little sounds, and he intends to pry them out of him. ]