Rio ran his hand down Tanz’s back, enjoying the tantalizing slide of his damp peach fuzz skin beneath his fingertips. Gods, he could not get enough of him. He smiled into the darkness, this evening he had taken him four times and listened to his groans of delight, when he took him in his mouth. His essence still coated Rio’s tongue and he loved it. He wanted to immerse himself completely in Tanz and never come up for air.
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