"If you don't want Thoma to hear, you should be quiet," you chuckled, squeezing at the back of his thighs. From beneath you, Ayato sobs, his hands fisting at the reminding clothes on him. His cock bobs and bounces from between his legs, both unintentionally from the arousal and from the roughness and speed of your thrusts. ayato x amab reader smutTodos los derechos reservados
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