I want to be inside you. Just -- as long as we can. [His breath hitches.] Like feeling you. [And Tucker rocking gentle on his dick is like a strong hit of that, that intimacy while Wash twines his arms around him and they move together in tandem. He can't think of a better way to end Tucker's month-long drought than that.
Wash's hips jump upward with the friction, grinding up against Tucker a few times. He holds steady when Tucker returns the favor, rutting into Wash's palm.]
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Wash's hips jump upward with the friction, grinding up against Tucker a few times. He holds steady when Tucker returns the favor, rutting into Wash's palm.]
That sound good to you?