Bazilian Wax San Luis Obispo

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Can I? Please? "I ASKs again. Gary gets up - There Must Be a free room, a bathroom free to Something free.


Gaz / Ryan
Gary pushes him Against the wall and kisses him - His mouth fucks with His own lips and tongue - hungrily. Without a "hey, I am going to kiss you" before. Without Any signal for Ryan. I've just taken off Ryan's shirt, I've pushed him Against thelost wall of a corridor of Old Trafford and I've kissed Ryan. It's dark, a dark night after a match.

"We Should ta-" Ryan tries to say. Gary Shuts him up by kissing him again, harder, deeper.

"Not tonight " growls Against Gary Ryan's lips "not tonight."

Gary / Stevie

He licks historical

lips hungrily looking at Stevie. He licks his lips and looks at the boy, who has a dildo vibrating inside him and has his eyes covered with a blinding mask.

 

“ Where are you?” Stevie pants, desperate. Gary loves playing with him. He loves it. He walks to him and he licks Stevie's red nipples, and Stevie moans loudly “mmmmhaah you're there...!”    

“

Yes, I am here...” Gary admits. He kisses Stevie's lips, and Stevie just begs.

   

Gary/Ryan

 

 

“ Morning...” Gary whispers. He's smiling at Ryan, who has just opened his eyes. Sometimes Gary does that: he looks at Ryan when he sleeps. Ryan answers with a moan, and Gary laughs. “Someone is enjoying this morning...”

 

 

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...hmmm?” Ryan asks. Gary looks at Ryan's pants. Ryan looks too. “Fuck”.     “

Yes, you've been like that for a whi