Swinging Surprise. Part 4: Marcus
Marcus starts to really enjoy himself.
He hadn’t expected it to feel this good. Not just the physical, though fuck, that was incredible. Makoa’s arse was tight, hot, gripping his cock. But it was more than that. The way Makoa moaned every time Marcus bottomed out. The way his back arched. The way his arse pushed back now, shamelessly meeting every thrust. Marcus had started slow. Calculated. Testing boundaries, his own, mostly. But now, with every pulse of hea...