babykieronâ:
âSorry. Iâve just always been such a fan of your dick.â Hand sliding under the sheet to take the member into his gentle hand. Like you would your favorite blanket or teddy bear. âIt would be the second reason I married you. We can put the fact Iâm madly in love with as the third I guess.â Rolling his eyes as if his love was not in fact reason 1-10. The feel of his husband at his side was enough to make him forget any reason for leaving this bed again. âYou should be thanking me. Most men your age would be lucky to have someone like me around to make sure the equipment is still working properly.â
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âItâs fine. I know for a fact my personality isnât as impressive as my cock.â A cock that was so overused and tired that it didnât even bother stiffening up in Kieronâs loving hand. Drake sat up better, keeping one arm tossed over his baby bride, but most of his attention was on the drink in his hand. This was close to a perfect morning - body worn out from blissful sex, his favorite person in the bed with him, and a good cup of coffee. âMost men my age canât be bothered with a gold digging nympho. Honestly, you should be thanking me. Canât think of anyone else that can handle you. Youâre welcome,â Drake offered nicely, planting a kiss on Kieronâs cheek.
















