That gets James to pull back, gaze sweeping over John's features.
"Can you?" He bites on his lower lip, pondering, lifting a hand to run his fingers along John's lips, then pushing two digits into his mouth, his other hand pumping his cock in tight strokes. "Yeah... I want that. Bet you'll look real nice with a mouthful of cock."
Hand leaving John's cock, he moves it up to his hair, fingers weaving through and fisting the strands, tugging and urging him to go down on his knees.
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"Can you?" He bites on his lower lip, pondering, lifting a hand to run his fingers along John's lips, then pushing two digits into his mouth, his other hand pumping his cock in tight strokes. "Yeah... I want that. Bet you'll look real nice with a mouthful of cock."
Hand leaving John's cock, he moves it up to his hair, fingers weaving through and fisting the strands, tugging and urging him to go down on his knees.