Between her postcoital moans, begging for the pain, her chest rising and falling. - Get off me, it's hurting. – Petrus asked.
In that moment, he realized that he was the only one naked, Michael was just with his cock out, taking his cock, with the semen overflowing inside him.
- So you want to continue like this, between the agreement between us...? – Michael questioned him, kissing his neck.
- It's okay with me, I want to know where this is going. – said Petrus, after a few minutes.
- Were you prepared for when I woke up? – Petrus asked.
- I waited for the time when the meds came out to know that it wasn't just the meds talking. -Michael said. – You tasted like medicine. -Michael said.
- And now, what do I like? – Petrus asked.
- You have a mouth that tastes like roses and honey. -Michael said.
- You didn't use a condom. – Petrus said.