[Presently, Kyle could not care less about his nightstand. He'll be fussy about it later, but right now Corry could slime the whole apartment and he wouldn't say a word.
He whimpers, although whether from Corry's educated touches or the compliments it's unclear. His muscles strain as he pulls against the restraints, relaxing when the ropes bite in.]
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He whimpers, although whether from Corry's educated touches or the compliments it's unclear. His muscles strain as he pulls against the restraints, relaxing when the ropes bite in.]
No, I guess I don't. That feels so good, Corry.