With red-rimmed eyes, he seemed on the verge of tears, but the tight grip of his cung around the man's pussy clearly told him that he was enjoying the punishment.
"Good boy, Luethy, spread your legs wider," he leaned down to kiss the young man's pale neck, his hands holding onto the waist, thrusting inch by inch against the sensitive inner walls. When his legs were spread as wide as they could go, Ethlando thrust forcefully into that tight hole.
"Ah, ah... It's inside my womb... Ahh..." Halueth cried in the man's arms, his body rocked up and down by the thrusts. One leg was propped on the passenger seat's backrest, and the other leg was tangled in the thick seatbelt, pressing against the cold car window.
His whole body was tense.
"I want... to be pierced... Mmm, yes..." He was like a small boat on a turbulent sea, clinging tightly to the man's chest for shelter. But it was clear that the man was the one bringing this storm surging through his body.
