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âNot so much jealousy as possessiveness..â he smiled as he played with Randyâs wet golden locks. âSeeing a man fuck that beautiful ass of yours.. or seeing another submissive guy ride your cock.. seeing their faces of pleasure as they use us.. seeing your face of pleasure as you use them..â He shivered at the though, pleasure coursing through his body. âAfter the act.. the need to destroy your ass.. fucked the loads out of your ass.. showing you who owns that naughty little ass of yours.â He smiled as he dropped his towel. âItâll bring me so much pleasure..â he winked and stepped back. âI was wondering when you were going to dry me, my filthy little slave.â he smiled and leaned forward and softly kissed his lips. He spread his legs and called him forward with his finger. âCome here and get started, boy.â
Randy is getting hard at his masterâs words. He is imagining a hot guy fucking him roughly, while his master watches, then Miguel fucking him rougher so Randy knows who really owns the hole. Heâs not really thinking about someone riding his dick, mostly because he prefers the former. He wonât say anything though, because he wants to please his dom. âThatâs so hot, daddy.â He groans in pleasure. âDo you have a guy in mind, or would you like me to find them?â He might know several hot guys who would be into it. His eyes take in the masterâs ridiculously hot body before he is kissed. âYes, Daddy.â Randy takes a towel, and gets on his knees. He pats dry one leg. âYour body was sculpted by the gods, sirrrrrrr.â















