SPA FUCK (II, End)

Chapter 2 He's hard for me,my mind going raw and dirty. This cute boy wants it bad, straddling a stranger's cock, grinding like a slut. My balls ached, heavy with need, sweat trickling down my sides as the heat built between us. He leaned forward more, his hands pressing into my shoulders now, his face getting closer, our breaths mingling hot and fast. "I shouldn't do this.." he murmured, his voice a soft whimper, but his hips ground harder anyway, our cocks aligning better, sliding against each other with more pressure. I gripped his ass then, my big hands squeezing the firm cheeks through his pants, feeling the muscle clench under my fingers, pulling him down firmer so the rub was intense, almost painful in how good it felt. "But you are doing it ," I replied, my voice steady and dominant, not letting him back out. "Keep going, rub that dick on mine." He whimpered soft, his body obeying before his mind caught up, his hips moving eager now, grinding in circles, his eyes downcast like