Confessions, Paola's Choice

July 7, 2016

‘My hands are trembling when I unfold Shay’s bandages, his wounds need a bit more time to heal. He catches my look what hold nothing but desire for his body. His lips form into a teasing smile, “I am ready if you are,” and guide my hand to the hem of his breeches. I waited for this moment so long, in desperate happiness I mount him open his front and slowly let myself down on his hard cock, try to be careful considering his injuries. “Don’t hold back,” he mutters into my ear and I start to ride him so hard only hoping the kisses muffle the sounds of our pleasure so the Finnegan’s downstairs hear little of our sin.’

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