[He's about to feed Francel another line when he mercifully has his cock pulled from his pants. He croons, thinking about how much impressively better he's gotten at this task. He sinks against the pillows, propped up enough to watch the mask tickle his pubis. He places a hand on the back of francel's head as encouragement.
He gives in to his request finally closes his eyes. ]
You've been taught well, haven't you? [he struggles to speak as he leans in against the pillows, starting to crumple his hat. ]
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He gives in to his request finally closes his eyes. ]
You've been taught well, haven't you? [he struggles to speak as he leans in against the pillows, starting to crumple his hat. ]