He trusts Poison to tell him if he asks for something that he doesn't want,
that doesn't feel good. Poison keeps moving on his cock and Jack groans,
his back arching. He skims one hand down his own chest, pinching at his
nipple, using the edges of his nails.
no subject
He trusts Poison to tell him if he asks for something that he doesn't want, that doesn't feel good. Poison keeps moving on his cock and Jack groans, his back arching. He skims one hand down his own chest, pinching at his nipple, using the edges of his nails.
"Fuck, that feels good."