Jamie limited Jack's leg up as started to nail Jack in a slow but sustained pace. Even however the fake penis had eased Jack up, Jack was still feeling some dissatisfaction as Jamie porked him. Soon enough though, Jamie sped up, thrusting in rock-hard and quick even as Jack squealed on each thrust. Jamie shifted around, holding himself up on one forearm as he sought a finer angle for his lollipop to slide in and out of the taut ass. As he railed Jack's caboose hard, I asked Jamie how it felt, Jamie replying that it felt like 'nice, tight cherry ass!' By this stage, Jack was feeling the strain and was obviously still in discomfort but nonetheless, Jack had a grin for Jamie when Jamie said he was taking it like a champ. In the hopes of making it easier, Jack flipped over onto his back, kneeling in between Jack's legs and shoving right back in. Both Jack and Jamie were running in rivulets with sweat as they kept fucking, Jack squealing loudly each time Jamie plunged back into him while Jamie was breathless from all his hard work.
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