LOGINMilo 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
The taste of him was overwhelming, a cocktail of expensive cologne, salt, and raw, masculine power. I worked my tongue around the head of his cock, swirling and sucking as I looked up at him through my lashes, exactly the way he’d accused me of doing in class. But this wasn't a crowded lecture hall.
The handle turned with a slow, agonizing creak. My heart didn't just stop; it seemed to shrivel in my chest. I was bent over the desk, my trousers around my ankles, my skin still glistening with the evidence of my failure and my pleasure. Professor Thorne stood barely two feet away, the remote for t
He gave me a moment to adjust, his hands gripping my hips, his thumbs stroking the skin just above my ass. Then, he started to move.His rhythm was punishing. Hard, deep thrusts that knocked the air out of my lungs, that made the sofa scrape against the floor with every movement. He was fucking me l
The first crack in my perfect, stupid world appeared at 2:17 AM. It wasn’t a sound. It was a buzz. A low, insistent vibration against the nightstand, right next to my head. Jake was dead asleep beside me, snoring like a fucking chainsaw, one heavy arm thrown over my waist, pinning me to the mattress







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