Mitch's Slippery Gaze

Mitch's eyes gleam with a hunger that's almost primal, his tongue tracing the veins of the rigid shaft before him. He takes his time, savoring every inch, his mouth a warm, wet haven. Saliva drips down his chin, mixing with the pre-cum beading at the tip, as he takes it deeper, his throat relaxing to accept the invasion. The room echoes with the sound of wet, sloppy sucking, a symphony of Mitch's unbridled enthusiasm and the cock's appreciative throbs.

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• deep
• mitch

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