candyman ; trixya ✗

six

he had lips like sugar cane, oh
good things come for boys who wait

"please what, baby?" katya asked pressing his mouth on trixie's neck.

"please". trixie said again, lost in pleasure. "please, fuck me".

"good things come for boys who wait". katya said and kissed trixie again.

trixie moaned and melted in his touch, not bothering to fight for dominance.

his head was banging and all he could feel was the beat of the music and katya's lips and hands on him.