Caught in the Filth

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"Nick? The hell are you—ahh, s**t…” I didn’t pull back. I couldn’t. Instead, I moaned around his girth, the vibration traveling up his shaft as I swirled my tongue desperately along the underside. Spit bubbled from the corners of my stretched lips, dripping down his heavy balls. He tasted so f*****g good—salty pre-c*m leaking steadily now, musky skin, pure straight-boy c**k that had never been sucked like this before. “I—I’m sorry,” I gasped when I finally pulled off just enough to speak, my voice hoarse and wrecked. Strings of saliva connected my swollen lips to his glistening, angry-red cockhead. “Maxton… I couldn’t help it. You were lying there naked, so f*****g hard… I’ve wanted this for months. Your c**k is perfect. Please… just let me finish. I’ll make it so good for you.” He star

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