Sheets were already touching the floor, almost falling down the edge of the bed as the creaking didn't stop. Fierce and demanding as the groan and moan of the two figures on the bed intertwined in between their desires.
Plim was hardly pinned down by Osprus chasing his breath as he begged for the man to slow down. His white legs tightly wrapped around the man's waist, their bodies rubbing against each other and he couldn't help but squirm in pain, his nails digging on the man's back.
But to General Osprus, it is the very moment that he dearly loved. Plim's flushed and begging expression arouse his more, wanting him to dig in deeper to plant his seeds inside him.
The motions became ferocious until he finally released, and both of them groaned. Their bodies were hot and sticky as the gene
