[ Graves smiles faintly, indulgent and endeared by how new he is to all of this, how Graves will be the one to show him the secrets of intimacy, to unlock this world and let him have a taste of all that he has to offer. He watches him sit up, amusement and warmth in his dark eyes. He's sucking on the flared head of his cock gently, kissing and licking leisurely, more to show him how good it feels than it is to make him come as quickly as he can.
No, he wants him to enjoy this, and he feels Credence becoming braver, touching him back -- he's more than happy to let him do what he wants, interested in seeing what Credence chooses to do. But oh, look at him, look how reactive he is, and Graves meets his eyes as he takes him wholly into his mouth once more, the head of his cock pressing against the back of Graves' throat. It takes skill, patience, and he does it again, again and again, drawing out the pleasure, firm and unyielding.
He's kissing and sucking lightly on the head of his cock again, palming his balls and fondling him affectionately, laying kisses over his flat abdomen. Credence is made to be worshiped and ravished, and he murmurs, his voice like velvet. ]
You're going to beg me to fuck you, Credence. [ He thumbs over the slit of his dick, leaning in to kiss and lap up the beads of pre-come that's formed. ] Tell me you don't like seeing me with your cock in my mouth.
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[ Graves smiles faintly, indulgent and endeared by how new he is to all of this, how Graves will be the one to show him the secrets of intimacy, to unlock this world and let him have a taste of all that he has to offer. He watches him sit up, amusement and warmth in his dark eyes. He's sucking on the flared head of his cock gently, kissing and licking leisurely, more to show him how good it feels than it is to make him come as quickly as he can.
No, he wants him to enjoy this, and he feels Credence becoming braver, touching him back -- he's more than happy to let him do what he wants, interested in seeing what Credence chooses to do. But oh, look at him, look how reactive he is, and Graves meets his eyes as he takes him wholly into his mouth once more, the head of his cock pressing against the back of Graves' throat. It takes skill, patience, and he does it again, again and again, drawing out the pleasure, firm and unyielding.
He's kissing and sucking lightly on the head of his cock again, palming his balls and fondling him affectionately, laying kisses over his flat abdomen. Credence is made to be worshiped and ravished, and he murmurs, his voice like velvet. ]
You're going to beg me to fuck you, Credence. [ He thumbs over the slit of his dick, leaning in to kiss and lap up the beads of pre-come that's formed. ] Tell me you don't like seeing me with your cock in my mouth.