“Not so talkative now,” Lancelot said, and gave the n****e a soft nip.
Hands appeared on his shoulders, pushing him down, and Lancelot didn’t fight it, let himself drop until he was eye level with Palomides’ c**k. For a moment, he only looked, admired the gentle curve upward, the flushed head that seemed to pulse gently. Lancelot licked his lips and then opened his mouth.
Palomides moaned as Lancelot took him as deep as he could, going slow so he didn’t gag. When he couldn’t go any further, he paused, getting used to the girth, then pulled out, sucking gently as he went. He pushed back down, increasing the pace, using one hand to cup Palomides’ sack and the other to grasp the base of his c**k, steadying it as he pushed down again and again.
“I think I see your point,” Palomides said, vo
