The collar was tight a promise of pleasure yet to come tied up Quackity lay waiting A dark silhouette loomed over him its presence both intimidating and thrilling a familiar stranger. He felt the brush of fabric against his bare skin a playful stroke before a hand explored his curves A gasp escaped his lips as a finger traced the sensitive rim of his ass a prelude to forbidden bliss. His body tensed in anticipation every muscle ready as he prepared for the unforgettable penetration from behind The thrust was deep and demanding a guttural moan escaped him a sound of pure ecstasy. He arched his back meeting each powerful stroke with unrestrained passion his erection throbbing Later with muscles aching and senses reeling a blissful weariness took over. He closed his eyes drifting into a hazy sleep dreams of forbidden delights still haunting his mind
A dark silhouette loomed over him its presence both intimidating and thrilling a familiar stranger. He felt the brush of fabric against his bare skin a playful stroke before a hand explored his curves 
A gasp escaped his lips as a finger traced the sensitive rim of his ass a prelude to forbidden bliss. His body tensed in anticipation every muscle ready as he prepared for the unforgettable penetration from behind 
The thrust was deep and demanding a guttural moan escaped him a sound of pure ecstasy. He arched his back meeting each powerful stroke with unrestrained passion his erection throbbing 
Later with muscles aching and senses reeling a blissful weariness took over. He closed his eyes drifting into a hazy sleep dreams of forbidden delights still haunting his mind 
