“I think it would be better if you put the vibrator in. You asked Paris to bring up Ad.”

Alon mentally cursed, cursing Paris again. Took the vibrator.

“Jerk, if you need lube.”

The beast poured out again, smeared the boy's sphincter with his hand. Ad tried to turn to see Alon; the man stretched the leg to his face. Ad woundedly screamed, pouring, started kissing Alon’s foot, caressing the ankle and the lower leg. Alon carefully injected the vibrator.

“Sharper,” ordered Stine, came closer and kicked the handle with his foot.

Ad got buried in the foot of Alon; the beast injected the vibrator more insistently.

“Turn it on,” Stine chuckled.

“Master, Stine, let me order him to please you.”

“Order,” Stine shrugged.

Alon nodded.

“May I remove the vibrator and I hold his butt with my fingers, while you are fucking him?” the beast asked.

Stine firstly wanted to use the order of Alon and get the oral sex from Ad, but the proposal Alon turned him on. Stine waved his hand favourably. Alon pulled out the vibrator, put Ad in the doggie position, introduced the fingers and spread the sphincter of the boy. Ad poured out, sweetly burst into tears. Stine entered the boy and began to move; the pleasure had captured him immediately. To fuck excited Ad was unbearably sweet. Alon was sitting on the pressed to the floor Ad, he felt that Ad was trying to squeeze the sphincter muscles and didn’t allow it, stretching the boy. Suddenly, Stine prevented Ad from enjoying the power of Alon, the boy tired of alien movement in him, and a wave passed on the after of Ad, gripping the penis of the man inside and forcing him to pour out. But the sweet boy wasn’t enough for Stine.

“Wretch,” Stine breathed out evilly in and got out. “The whore doesn’t want to satisfy the master. I am probably not enough for him.”

Stine poured himself wine, sat in the chair.

“Put the vibrator in.”

Alon obeyed, Ad didn’t want to put up and not to anger the masters. The beast put in the vibrator, trying to cause less pain, but it was impossible, it was too big. Ad yelled, cried, begged Alon, cumming from pain.

“Turn on.”

The beast turned the vibrator on, Ad clung to the man, sobbing.

“So, he has a gift for the night. “

Alon suffocated.

“Master, please, have some mercy for him, he's so little,” pleaded Alon.

“Behaves like he’s big.”
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