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Greg rinsed the dishes and put them in the dishwasher as Cisco enjoyed his coffee and pecan pie. Cisco had never tasted English hard sauce and he loved the stuff. According to Cisco it was a better topping than whipped cream. They went into the great room and Cisco put on some music. He pulled Greg onto the sofa with him and they began to make out.
Cisco covered Greg with kisses and reached under his sweats for his cock. Lazily he began jerking Greg off, keeping a constant steady rhythm. It didn’t take long for Greg to begin to whimper. “Don’t, Sir. I should be pleasing you.”
“You do please me by just being, baby.” Cisco began to pull faster and to massage Greg’s balls. Soon Greg was spurting a healthy stream of cum considering his stellar performance two hours prior.
Cisco pulled Greg up against his side, kissing his neck, his cheeks and eyelids. “Baby, Wednesday when we go to the club, we have to talk. For now let’s go to bed. I want to feel you fall asleep in my arms.”