Far From Neverland

by River Hale

Normally, they fuck like rabbits.

“Tell me,” he demands as he smears pre-cum around the head of my dick. “I do,” I say on the back of another moan. “I hate you so fucking much.” “Good boy.” Those words make me harden even more in his fist as he slowly starts to stroke. “Give me all your hate, Little Star, and I’ll give you mine.”