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"Fuck me. Hard." Rig knew what he needed.

"Over the table," growled Rock.

Dick grabbed the tube of lube hidden in one of the cupboards and uncapped it. "I'll get everything wet."

He bent over, offering his ass to Rock, knowing that Dick better hurry, or he wouldn't get the chance.

Dick's finger slipped into him, pushing lube into his hole. Rock's prick pressed against him before his Pretty could pull that finger away, the fat prick stretching him wide.

"Yes." Rig grunted, ...