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The Long Hard Ride 2

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last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-07-15 16:41:24

Milo didn't hesitate. He grabbed his backpack, opened the partition door, and slid into the front passenger seat. The cab was a large sedan, and the front bench was wide, but Milo sat close, his damp thigh pressing against Victor's leg. The heat from the vents washed over them, and the rain on the roof was deafening, sealing them inside their own private world.

Milo turned and looked at Victor. Up close, the man was even more striking. His jaw was thick and shadowed with stubble, his brown eyes
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    The cab was rocking harder now, the chassis creaking with every thrust. Victor was gripping Milo's hips so tight he knew there would be bruises tomorrow, but he didn't care. He was too far gone, lost in the tight, hot, slick channel gripping his cock and the beautiful, wrecked man bouncing on his lap."Harder," Milo begged, his voice cracking. "Victor, please. I need it harder."Victor grabbed Milo by the waist and lifted him, his powerful arms taking the younger man's weight easily. He turned them both, spinning Milo around and pushing him forward over the center console, bending him over the dashboard. Milo gasped at the sudden change in position, his cheek pressed against the cold vinyl, his ass in the air.Victor positioned himself behind Milo, his thick cock nudging against the slick, stretched entrance. He grabbed Milo's hips with both hands and pushed inside, burying himself to the hilt in one deep, powerful thrust.Milo screamed into the dashboard, his back arching, his finger

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    Milo stroked Victor's cock with a slow, twisting rhythm that made the older man's vision blur. Victor's large hands gripped Milo's bare hips, his thick fingers digging into the firm flesh, holding on for dear life. The cab was hot and steamy, the windows completely fogged up, the rain still hammering on the roof."Wait," Victor said, his voice strained. "I want to touch you too."Milo smiled and shifted, reaching down to unbutton his own jeans. He lifted his hips and shoved the tight black denim down his thighs along with his underwear, kicking them off and sending them into the back seat. He was completely naked now, straddling Victor's lap in the front seat of the cab. His cock was long and slim, hard and flushed, the head slick with precum. A trimmed patch of dark blond hair sat at the base.Victor looked at him, his brown eyes wide and burning. He reached out and wrapped his large, calloused hand around Milo's shaft. The younger man gasped, his hips jerking forward. Victor stroked

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