
Comment no.565 posted by Madison: A storage area, and there on the shelf in front me was the serum-- made from my own blood. Then he pulled Folsom's shoulder blades back onto his chest, moved his legs to the side of the lounger, dug his heels into the deck of the ship and began a long, rhythmic stroking up into Folsom to the tune of much gasping, panting, and impassioned criesâ€from both of them.
Comment no.566 posted by Sydney: He turned and let me get a better view of his cock. No wonder he don't want his cock sucked - he wants to play with his peter all by him self.
Comment no.567 posted by Sophie: It's not in my nature to simply tell somebody that their masturbation is making me uncomfortable. From the cleavage between them drops another cleft down to his navel.