Chapter 9-7

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“f**k yeah,” Clark panted like he’d just run for miles in desert heat. “Oh, my God, Sir, yes!” Daniel gasped and slowly, slowly pushed in deeper. Clark felt himself flex, flutter, and squeeze around Daniel’s c**k. His eyes rolled and his lids lowered as he felt Daniel in the back of his throat. It burned, ached, and required things of his body that Clark struggled to give, willing muscles to work despite the fact that they were beyond his control. Clark shuddered. This was more than what Clark merely wanted, more than what he needed. It was just bliss. Once seated, Daniel leaned against Clark’s back, arms going around him, lips on that spot between Clark’s shoulders that no one could reach for themselves. Daniel shivered, hips rolling in slow, short strokes, and Clark’s small sounds of w

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