/pol/ - International /Pol/itics & /Bant/er

Once a man has been fucked, his life is over-the pleasure from the prostate pierces straight to the bone marrow, making him forget to breathe, losing focus. Broken pleas for mercy spill unconsciously from his mouth; when he can't catch his breath, he wants to escape, but his legs go weak, merely struggling to lift his hips a little higher. Touching the nipples triggers even more sensitive shudders, and the shallow pleasure from the cock has already been shattered by the deep, searing thrust of that thick, hot length…