. . . man thought he was free, the man only tied the hands in a more comfortable position.
Haruki took the lead, it was as though he wanted so badly to figure out why he had asked the man for more that night. He persuaded himself that it was only curiosity but the doctor's hardened length made him question his choices.
Undressed on the sofa with the doctor's shirt wrapped around his tied hands, Haruki straddled the man's waist. Meeting the doctor's gaze, there was so much love and admiration that was enough to make him intoxicated at that moment that he just wanted that man buried deep inside him.
Hiroshi who had been tortured to simply watch Haruki prepare himself was so hard he thought he might explode any moment. He immediately let out a deep groan when Haruki finally gave the arousal covered in lube entry in.
