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Hadrian groaned as he felt the cold fingers slipping inside his pants. Moulin smiled between their kiss as his palm touched hairy skin below the man's navel. And then he felt it. The firm shaft that made him shake. The head brushed the tender palm teasingly, fluid smearing his skin. Even if Moulin tried, he could not fully wrap his hand around the man's member. He could feel veins beating making the youth aware of what was to spear him. Moulin swallowed, "Huge..."

A Gorgeous White (BL)

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