Angel Returns To Guys In Sweatpants With John Coronado-Sedessen
Angel’s Long-Awaited Return: John Coronado-Sedessen’s Dominant Claim on His Pretty Boy Pleaser
Angel’s eager mouth and tight hole surrender to John Coronado-Sedessen’s relentless cock, their fiery reunion leaving both dripping and desperate for more.
Angel’s doe eyes flutter shut as John Coronado-Sedessen’s palm cups his jaw, the older man’s thumb pressing against his swollen lips. “Missed this face,” John growls, guiding Angel’s mouth to his throbbing cock. The boy obeys instantly, hollowing his cheeks with practiced devotion, spit slicking John’s shaft as he gags softly. “Good fucking boy,” John rasps, hips jerking forward—Angel’s throat a velvet vise.
John drags him onto the bed, Angel’s lithe frame trembling as the man’s calloused hands spread his thighs. “Still my perfect pleaser,” John mutters, tongue circling Angel’s fluttering hole. The boy keens, back arching, as John’s beard scrapes his inner thighs. “Beg for it.”
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“Please, John—need you inside,” Angel whimpers, fingers clawing the sheets. John doesn’t hesitate. He slams home, Angel’s gasp dissolving into breathy moans as the older man’s cock stretches him raw.
Angel’s legs lock around John’s waist, heels digging into his ass as the man’s pace turns feral. “Gonna ruin this pretty hole,” John snarls, fingers bruising Angel’s hips. The boy’s cock leaks untouched, precum pooling on his stomach, as John’s balls slap his ass—a brutal, sacred rhythm.
When John erupts, his seed floods Angel’s guts, hot and claiming. “Look at you,” he pants, pulling out to watch his cum glisten on Angel’s gaping rim. “Still smiling, slut?”
