His legs fall open easily, slouching a bit as he leans back in the chair. His fingers scrape along the arms of the chair, fingers flexing before gripping the arms lightly. While he's had a few, plus some, lovers over the years, never were any of them like Vasquez. Never as giving, as eager, and none of them were as good with their mouths as Alejandro. Not even close.
He figures maybe sometime when that perfect mouth wasn't on his cock, he might even tell Vasquez that. When he could formulate more than soft murmurs and groans as his cock began hardening between Vasquez's lips.
"Guess I should put more time into things," he murmurs, even though he had made it obvious he wasn't expecting this and had only put so much into it because of who it was for.
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He figures maybe sometime when that perfect mouth wasn't on his cock, he might even tell Vasquez that. When he could formulate more than soft murmurs and groans as his cock began hardening between Vasquez's lips.
"Guess I should put more time into things," he murmurs, even though he had made it obvious he wasn't expecting this and had only put so much into it because of who it was for.