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Original Writing:
Dan tries to say something but Phil's gripping his throat too tightly again and honestly, Phil doesn't even care. His orgasm is fast approaching and all his nerve endings are on fire. Dan's nails claw at his shoulders so hard he can feel the skin bow and break and it only eggs him on further. Dan is convulsing violently and for a split-second Phil panics – how long has he been choking him that hard? – but then he sees the way Dan's eyes roll into the back of his head and feels the hot, wet come shoot up between them, splattering their chests. Phil keeps moving inside Dan to ride him through it but takes his hand from his throat completely so he can hear the noises he makes without obstruction. In seven years, Phil has never heard Dan make these sounds. He's moaning and sobbing and muttering something in a voice that sounds like steel wool on glass. When Phil does figure out what Dan is saying it only makes it all the more surreal, because he's praying. Broken fragments of a prayer he probably hasn't recited since Sunday school are clawing their way from his physically and emotionally defeated being and it should be a fucking worry, because Dan doesn't believe in God, but it makes Phil feel like one. It feels like those words of surrender and devotion are for him, and it pushes him over the edge. As he comes – cock forced deep in Dan's ass, spilling his seed inside him – he feels all the malice and anger and tension drain out of his body and mind.
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When Dann is trying to talk something else, the filters are still in the process, but Phil is not sure. Hurry and hurry to the body. Danny Duck grass in the gardens, and until now it ends up the hill. Danan vocabulary is blunt, and weak. But he trusted himself and felt the fire among them drawing their hearts. Phil has given Dan a chance to leave him and take his hand to prevent him from forgetting his turmoil. For seven years Phil did not hear this. He's a little crying, and he does not think of the hair and the greens. When Philip told him, he said that he would continue to pray. Prayers can not be read, because education is safe from physical and emotional harm, where problems and religions can not be avoided, rather than Phil. It seems as though the words of humility and reward are all spent on him. When he arrived, don Donny ran off, and he was released. "He thought he was worried, and he was angry at his body.
Original Writing:
Phil grabs both of Dan's aching legs from behind the knees and hoists them up, hooking them over his shoulders and lifting Dan's ass from the bed entirely. Dan immediately crosses his ankles and links his feet together behind Phil's head, holding on for dear life with his weak and tender muscles as Phil sits up onto his knees. He ruthlessly drags Dan down by his hips to fill the small gap that separates them, so Dan's ass is flush to his crotch. Phil doesn't bother to try and find the lube – doesn't bother to slick himself up and check and double check that Dan's sure he's stretched enough like he normally would – he just presses the blunt head of his cock to Dan's hole and pushes in. It's raw; it burns more than it has since the first time Dan got fucked. It makes his lower back ache but somehow that's good, very good, because Dan can feel Phil's most intimate expanse of skin sliding deep inside him with hardly any barrier between them. He feels himself stretch and open up around Phil, and knowing it's simultaneously making Phil feel so good and making him hurt sends Dan into overdrive.
Phil fucks him hard. Dan's never been so loud. He's screaming and sobbing as Phil fucks into him with a brutal force. Phil's giving him every ounce of strength he has and Dan's still begging him to go harder, harder, fuck me harder. Their bodies slam together with such force Dan's exhausted legs can't hope to hold on and Phil can't stay upright. Their position falls apart; Phil ends up leant over Dan, hands on either side of the brunet's head. One of Dan's legs stays bent over Phil's shoulder and they've apparently moved so far up the bed his head is hitting the headboard. Dan isn't sure exactly when the pain of being fucked so viciously subsides and gives way to the pure pleasure of Phil hitting his prostate over and over, but he wants it back. His toes are curling and his fingers are raking down Phil's back and his boyfriend is making the most incredible primal, savage noises in his ear, but it's not enough.
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The force is complete and he moves the movement to the shoulder. And straight away Philip put him on his feet, And his voice was taken up, and he was asleep. I am a patient. Follow at least a few minutes, and the donkey was in the circle. I do not have any problem with tire, overall, they will not make a general decision. Sun and Moon. The hardest thing about tax. The psychologist is full, he has a deeper insight into the body. The case starts with thinking open and open philosophy and refining.
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