Bjorn giggled and stuck his tongue out because he was using his own language just to goad the ginger because he could. It was all loving words though and he loved how hard the man had fucked his tight ass. Fuck! The ginger bastard could fuck. As for his bruised lips? Bjorn licked at them and hissed a little because they did hurt.
"You fucking love my lips, don't you? Are you always such a fucking wild animal in bed?"
The Swede loved and craved this of course. The second time? Bjorn giggled and then kissed Rekker roughly on the lips, tugging some of that long ginger hair playfully. Was he heating up for more sex? Oh yes.
"Take me then to your bed, hot boy. Fuck me on your rich boy bed."
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Bjorn giggled and stuck his tongue out because he was using his own language just to goad the ginger because he could. It was all loving words though and he loved how hard the man had fucked his tight ass. Fuck! The ginger bastard could fuck. As for his bruised lips? Bjorn licked at them and hissed a little because they did hurt.
"You fucking love my lips, don't you? Are you always such a fucking wild animal in bed?"
The Swede loved and craved this of course. The second time? Bjorn giggled and then kissed Rekker roughly on the lips, tugging some of that long ginger hair playfully. Was he heating up for more sex? Oh yes.
"Take me then to your bed, hot boy. Fuck me on your rich boy bed."