Boysforsale - Milo Miles - The Dude Milo - Chapter 4 - The Appraisal
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“Master Reese could already feel his rising awakening as Tormentor Marko brought the Fellow Milo out onto the dimly-lit floor. The dark-skinned youngster sub was only dressed in a ebony jockstrap, which downright flashed the swelling he got just from being led around by his barrel-chested superior. Tormentor Marko pointed the youthful man’s hardness out to the watchful eye of Tormentor Reese, introducing it proudly, as if to say, Sight at what a fine product he is. Sight at how well he’s trained. Tormentor Reese seemed to agree — he couldn’t stop himself from draining his fuckpole through his pants! The Fellow Milo maintained an expression of uncertainty on his face, and there was even the gleam of nervousness in his eyes as Tormentor Marko’s mitts wandered all over The Boy’s body, running a measuring gauze from his youthful mitts to his chest, then to his hard little-boy cock. Fellow Milo found it difficult, if not impossible, to lurk his elation he felt with Tormentor Reese’s touch, peculiarly once he felt the man’s tongue enter his boyhole. Tormentor Stone lubricated both the groaning Boy’s fuck-hole in addition to Tormentor Reese’s stiff, rock-hard meat to enter it. The Fellow Milo’s cheeks were glistening, slathered with oil. His moans revved to grunts of rapture as Tormentor Reese’s meat flooded and nailed every inch of his lil cavern…”
“Master Reese could already feel his rising awakening as Tormentor Marko brought the Fellow Milo out onto the dimly-lit floor. The dark-skinned youngster sub was only dressed in a ebony jockstrap, which downright flashed the swelling he got just from being led around by his barrel-chested superior. Tormentor Marko pointed the youthful man’s hardness out to the watchful eye of Tormentor Reese, introducing it proudly, as if to say, Sight at what a fine product he is. Sight at how well he’s trained. Tormentor Reese seemed to agree — he couldn’t stop himself from draining his fuckpole through his pants! The Fellow Milo maintained an expression of uncertainty on his face, and there was even the gleam of nervousness in his eyes as Tormentor Marko’s mitts wandered all over The Boy’s body, running a measuring gauze from his youthful mitts to his chest, then to his hard little-boy cock. Fellow Milo found it difficult, if not impossible, to lurk his elation he felt with Tormentor Reese’s touch, peculiarly once he felt the man’s tongue enter his boyhole. Tormentor Stone lubricated both the groaning Boy’s fuck-hole in addition to Tormentor Reese’s stiff, rock-hard meat to enter it. The Fellow Milo’s cheeks were glistening, slathered with oil. His moans revved to grunts of rapture as Tormentor Reese’s meat flooded and nailed every inch of his lil cavern…”
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