Rostenkowiski's POV contd.
When I opened my eyes, he had reversed himself on me and his sweet little buttocks and a pert c**k and balls were right there at my face, ready for my attention and preparation. I ran a hand between his legs, pulled his c**k back through, and moved between licking and sucking on his pulsing hole and on his c**k.
He wound up on his tailbone on the top step, legs splayed, and me between those legs and rising and falling on the balls of my feet on the lower bench as I f****d him in a slow, slow, fast, slow, slow rhythm that had him murmuring "f**k me, f**k me, f**k me," in a singsong little voice.
They let me c*m before the two men—one of them the young man who handed me the towel when I entered the sauna—burst into the room and flashed their federal government b
