Slurp!!
Slurp!!
The dick kept slipping out of his mouth, and Daniel wasn't making it easy for Xylander as he kept arching his back forward, forcing Xyle to gag while trying to fit it all in.
Xylander reached a point where he couldn't continue, his breath slipping away.
Daniel noticed him stop and realized his struggles. Of course—this was his first time after all. He felt bad for forcing it all in.
"Are you okay, Xyle?" Daniel asked, getting up slowly. But Xyle pushed him back roughly onto the nearby bed with a wink.
"Don't worry yourself too much. I'll get better at it," Xylander assured. Then, right before his eyes, he turned Daniel around, went low, and placed his mouth in-between his ass.
Oh gracious Lord—that was his weak spot. First Draven got it right, then Adrian tried to punish him by rimming him, and now came Xyle's turn. His wetness got so severe.
