SANG'S POV
Taeho let out a soft moan, as I layed him down on the couch, grinding my hips Down on his.
"Sang please~" Taeho moaned, with a airy gasp. I smirked, and attached my lips to his neck, leaving a colorful mirage of hickeys.
"Not yet baby boy. Daddy's gonna make you feel so good. Like you've never felt before."
A soft whimper escaped Taeho's lips, and I smirked slightly, before climbing off of him, and slowly beginning to undress myself.
To say that Taeho was turned on was a MAJOR understatement. His boner was 100% visible in his sweatpants, thanks to the giant tent in his pants. His face was completely flustered, and he couldn't keep eye contact.
I love the way he reacts to me. Just a single touch of mine makes him go C.R.A.Z.Y. I couldn't find anything that I loved more.
Once I was completely naked, I stepped up to the couch, and grabbed onto his sweatpants, by the waist, and began to hastily pull them off. Once I pulled them down far enough, his cock sprang out, and I smiled, noticing he had no boxers on.
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