CHAPTER 20. Sting (Patreon)

Nico inserted his d*ck, spitting out all the saliva that came out of his mouth. It barely bothered me; there was no pain, just desire. I pushed in and opened my h*le for him to see. My mind was torn between pleasure and worry that Theo would hear us. Something in me ignited, as I couldn't wait to imagine Theo coming into the room to see such a spectacle. Prec*m spurted from Nico's d*ck, and I could feel his veins filling with blood with every thrust.