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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
Liam sat up, his legs dangling over the side of the table. Dr. Cross stepped forward, his cock right in front of Liam's face. "Suck it," he said. "Show Daddy you're worth a hundred and fifty thousand dollars." Liam leaned forward, his heart pounding. He opened his mouth and took the head of Dr. Cr
"The fever broke." The voice was a low rasp, like stones grinding together. Elias's eyes fluttered open. He was lying on a hard bed under a rough wool blanket. The room was small, made of stone, and smelled of salt, old wood, and kerosene. A single, thick candle cast dancing shadows on the curved w
The elevator doors slid open at eight o'clock exactly. Alex stepped out into the hushed, dimly lit corridor leading to Marcus Hale's office. He wore a simple tracksuit, the soft fabric feeling flimsy and revealing. He had followed the order. Underneath, he wore nothing at all. The door to the offic
After a few minutes, Marcus pulled out. "On the couch. On your hands and knees." Alex scrambled to obey. He climbed onto the cool leather couch, positioning himself on all fours, his ass facing Marcus. He felt so exposed, so vulnerable. Marcus came up behind him. He ran a hand over Alex's ass, his







