And then I felt him behind me as he laid himself fully against my body, pressing his cock against the stretched leather. At times indulging in bondage and at others simply being content to lay together on the couch watching some movie or listening to music playing on the radio and Brutus was always there to lend a tongue lashing, to fill our mouths with himself, or join in our mutual cuddling in front of the television screen. ass porn The bathroom stalls were a hit and so were the parks. After a while he pulled himself free and moved around to the back of me, always caressing and stroking me. Before I could fully appreciate this manly tool in front of me, Brutus was there, his weight settled across my lower back, his legs jerking and moving apart, spreading my legs further as he thrust with abandon at my exposed backside. There was no John, there was no Brutus, there was no me, there was only “we” and together we reached climax.
