Robinson Crude Sex by Annabel Bastione

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Robinson Crude Sex

(Annabel Bastione)


 

"Robin sir, stay on me." Friday whispered, feeling his face grow hotter. The sight of Robin's gruff face and his warm body so close to his own greatly aroused him on his end too.

Their lips grew closer and closer to each other, slowly breaking the two inch gap between them. Feeling Friday's hard member starting to throb, Robin could take it no longer.

His arms shot out, wrapping Friday in his tight, warm embrace as he locked lips with him, exchanging copious amounts of saliva in a wet sloppy kiss. Friday responded with earnest, Robin felt so cold to him before, but now he felt like from now on Robin would open himself up to him and be a treasured friend.

Their tongues danced and frolicked inside each other's mouths, consuming and being consumed by the other. Robin gently sucked on Friday's lower lip as Friday reached down to caress his manhood.