Julian Sterling used the tip of his tongue to lick the thick, coarse meat rod. His tongue could even feel every throbbing green vein on the ferocious thing.
Perhaps because it was his first time doing this, Julian's movements were both innocent and spontaneous.
Ethan Caldwell was teased by him until veins popped out on his forehead.
He used his hand to rub that soft entrance, while his mouth and tongue worked hard to take care of little Julian. Not knowing where Ethan had pulled the lubricant from, his hand invaded that small mouth, carrying the cool gel with it.
Having been worked on all night yesterday, it was much softer today.
Julian felt overwhelmed by the stimulation and lightly bit down on the shaft in his mouth.
In return, he received a light slap on his soft buttocks. Ethan seemed to find it insufficient; he opened his mouth to bite on the round peaches, laughing scoldingly, "If you bite it off, there won't be anyone to play with you, baby."
