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Dennis is clinging to Mac's thighs as Mac gently coaxes his cock down Dennis's throat. Dennis struggles, tries to swallow around him, he gags, and Mac wants to push him away, but Dennis clutches on, moaning desperately, wide eyes begging for Mac to keep going.
Mac pats his head, moving strands of hair from his sweaty forehead.
"Ok baby, all right," Mac says before moving again, slowly. Dennis's eyes roll in the back of his head at the pressure of Mac's dick slowly dragging over his tongue, the firm hand in his hair, the soft, breathy groans leaving Mac’s throat.