Shivers run all over Aarne's body when that tongue slides up his skin. The pounding though left him whimpering in the Brit's arms. He had a hold of Joe's hair, pulling on it to try and keep himself upright. Breath catching at the bite to his ear, Aarne felt his eyes close so he could just drown in the feeling.
"Fuck! Your cock." Aarne almost screamed the words though it wasn't his intention to be so loud, not that he cared if the others knew he was getting an amazing fuck behind the bar. He brought his foot up on the behind the bar shelf, hoping it would hold, to get some leverage to buck back into the Brit's thrusts. He loved the roughness and wanted more of it.
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Date: 2021-05-04 07:08 pm (UTC)"Fuck! Your cock." Aarne almost screamed the words though it wasn't his intention to be so loud, not that he cared if the others knew he was getting an amazing fuck behind the bar. He brought his foot up on the behind the bar shelf, hoping it would hold, to get some leverage to buck back into the Brit's thrusts. He loved the roughness and wanted more of it.