He began thrusting his hips faster, really dicking Jake’s mouth.“I’m gonna pop soon.” Dylan announced. “Be a good fag and swallow every drop... of my creamy jizz.”Jake had no plans to the contrary as his lips tightened around the throbbing penis. “Fuck yes.” Dylan moaned as he fucked Jake’s face. “I’m so close to emptying my ballsack. Keep sucking, homo.”Jake continued taking the cock in his mouth. Dylan began making more pronounced, deliberate thrusts. Finally there was one, big thrust and then. Then we were detained by the Spetsnaz as it appeared they were finally performing their duties. I commanded the subordinate who detained us, "I need to speak to your Captain post haste! The BTR 80 is firing on the Americans."He stirred as if his derriere was aflame while the taxi continued to the emergency room. I assisted the drugged and complacent Tatiana and upon our entry I stated, "This woman has some shrapnel wounds which need immediate attention."A typically recalcitrant receptionist. His hips move as fast as they can, driving himself in and out of her. It really doesn’t take long before he feels the familiar feeling boiling inside him. And with one final thrust, he feels his release. Spurt after spurt shoots up into his young lover, his body trembling in pleasure.“Mmm, that’s it, Mr. Thomas,” she meows. “Fill me up!”As soon as his orgasm is over, he pulls out. “I’m sorry that that was so quick,” he apologizes sympathetically.Jasmine rolls over to face him. “It’s fine,” she. You are pushing at my boxers trying to get them off. You raise yourself off the bed slightly as I pull down your pajamas, your legs rising to kick them off and to the floor. You lift one leg a bit, bending at the knee. My hands work on you, sliding fingers inside you; when light pressure from my fingertips makes you wriggle and exhale, I know I have found something that you like. While one of your hands is at the back of my neck pulling me into you, the other searches out my hardness. You wrap.