登入Milo nodded frantically. He grabbed the cool metal edge of the cart, his knuckles white.Vance walked over to the hotel room door. He opened it a crack and spoke to someone in the hallway. "Yes, bring the extra towels in. Just leave them by the bathroom."A young female voice replied, "Yes, Mr. Vanc
Hotel Manager Daddy's Late Check-Out 2Vance paused, the thick head of his cock resting just inside Milo's tight, slick ring of muscle. The interruption from the walkie-talkie was a cold shock of reality, but Vance's expression didn't change from one of absolute dominance. He reached down to his hip
Vance stepped forward, his crotch directly at Milo's eye level. The manager reached down and unbuckled his thick leather belt. The sound of the metal clinking was loud in the quiet room. He unbuttoned his tailored pants and pulled down the zipper. He reached into the opening of his boxer briefs and
Hotel Manager Daddy's Late Check-OutMilo woke up to the sound of a heavy, relentless pounding on his hotel room door. He groaned, rolling over in the tangled white sheets and squinting at the alarm clock on the nightstand. It was 1:14 PM. Checkout had been at 11:00 AM. He had overslept by more than
Dr. Webb stood up and looked down at the mess. Leo was sprawled across the chair, completely wrecked. His chest was covered in his own cum, his hole was puffy and leaking the doctor's load, his hair was a mess, and his eyes were glazed with satisfaction. He looked absolutely ruined. He looked perfec
Leo scrambled to flip over. He lay on his back across the wide arm of the chair, his head hanging off the seat side, his legs wrapped around the doctor's thick waist. Dr. Webb stepped forward and lined up his cock again. He grabbed Leo's ankles and pushed them up toward the boy's shoulders, folding
Time froze in that moment. The air in the penthouse bedroom was thick with the scent of sweat, lube, and Alistair's cologne. A heady, masculine musk had already seeped into my pores. I was on my stomach. My hips were arched up. Alistair's cock was buried to the hilt inside me. His weight pressed me
The club was called The Secret club. Fitting. It was a dark, loud place where people went to forget who they were and what they’d done. The air was thick with the smell of sweat, spilled liquor, cheap perfume, and pure, unadulterated desperation. The bass from the music was a constant, heavy thump i
My heart sank. This was a new level of cruelty. A new layer of his control. To make me wear this… this shame… under my suit, in the office, in front of everyone. It was a constant, physical reminder of my submission.I slowly, reluctantly, pulled on my cheap suit trousers. The rough fabric of the wo
“Please,” I begged, the word muffled by the leather. “Please, Master…”I didn’t even know what I was begging for. For him to stop? For him to fuck me? For him to put me out of my misery?“Please what?” he asked, his voice a low taunt. He curled his fingers, brushing against my prostate, and I saw wh







