"You want me to scream don't you, honey? Will it turn you on? Ah!---"

The blond singer gasped when he felt that rough hand down below touching his soft ball sac. It caused another lewd moan to rip from Bjorn's lips as he panted lustfully and began crying out with each strong thrust from the ginger. Yes, this was what he had wanted. What he had daydreamed about and had dreamt about.

"Fuck me harder! Oh, Rekker!"

He pulled out all the stops sounding like the trashy whore he often made himself out to be. High pitched moans were now filling Rekker's back garden as well as pants and soft whimpers. The biting only drove the Swede on further to arch up and begin to wail slightly.