Orlando certainly wasn't feminine...and needed protection from no one. Karl's head snapped back as Orlando's lips closed around him again, slick swallow enveloping his cock from tip to base, slender throat tilting in mock submission. Knowing, heavy-lidded eyes fluttered as Orlando shifted -- moved -- lips and tongue owning Karl with every slide and thrust. Karl clutched helplessly onto dark curls, held tight for the ride. Fragile was the furthest thing from his mind. Onto Shameless
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