Dick splayed across Slade’s lap for an undercover act. Dressed in skimpy clothing, he holds on to him as he leaves kisses, licks, and nips on any open skin. The residue of cherry lipgloss sticks left behind.
He even undoes the first few buttons of Slade’s shirt to give him further access.
He even undoes the first few buttons of Slade’s shirt to give him further access.
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Slade, himself, conducts a meeting with a client. And just as his, fake but not so fake, lover cannot keep his hands of him he too is unable.
He roams across any part of Dick he can reach. He rubs his thighs and squeezes, grips hips ass until Dick yelps, and settles a hand between his legs.
Taking the boy he strokes him slowly gradually gaining a moderate speed where Dick struggles to muffle his pleasure.
He cries out before hiding his face in Slade’s neck.
Slade removes his hands. Wiping himself off with a nearby napkin. He never stops talking business.