Soft rosy fingertips touched the surface of his abdomen. His pectorals contracted at the caresses of the youth's teasing fingertip. A scorching sensation seemed to linger on where the youth's fingers touched him. Calm yet anticipating breaths. The prominent lord of gold lays submissive on the moistened floor, his torso elevated, stubbornly supported by his elbows.
Arousal eagerly climbing within his lower body. Particularly stimulating his stiffening cock.
Milky white legs, filled with strength, smooth, and curvaceous. Sensually grazing the outer sides of Hadrian's muscular thighs. Moulin leans forward as he crawled near to and stretched out his tongue to lick the lord's bottom lip. Hadrian chuckled at Moulin's actions and opens his mouth to let the youth deepen the kiss. Moulin smile with a humorous chuckle as he kissed the man.
His bare nipples grazed Hadrian's strong chest. The sensitivity made him sigh in pleasure. "Please me..."
