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He reminded a criminal to say it once.

- I had no morality and conscience to stop me.

He asked for calm, knocking with the hammer, asking for calm.

- We are implementing a project and commitment to eradicate tenement houses. - Jeremy said. - We 've tried everything. - He said.

- You are contested this program creating a sea of obstacles. - Said Jeremy.

- Tell him to say his name, and where he lives. - Someone accused at the bottom of the crowd.

A man in the background that no one had seen, everyone turned ...

He was a red-haired man, with blue eyes, bearded and thin, over 30 to 40 years old, he wore forced, loose clothes, and with second hands he looked like a thrift store and that possibly he was a beggar whose clothes were sewn, he was a greenish brown.

- Makes him say his name ... - Repeating more ...

He continued to scream. - Name and address like everyone else

In your defense. - There was a man, one of the politicians and they stood up in their defenses. - We all know who they are. - He said.

He is one of our greatest public servants a living legend.

- She is one of the biggest philanthropists who has helped the city of Metrópoles for more than 20 years. - Said.

All culture, architecture and tourist projects are the works of Miss Cecilia. - Said the man.

Mr. Jeremy, he headed the parks department for more than 45 years, works commissioner, headed the infrastructure and relocation department, he managed and executed hundreds of works.

Everything next to Miss Cecilia. - He said.

They started screaming, there was disagreement, and the man who caused widespread conflict, people screaming.

And so that man was expelled, Bruce saw next to Farjai they looked at each other and followed the man.

He was observed, getting up and following behind the crowd, some were expelled by security guards ...

Some who started shouting were expelled.

He saw some men being expelled, and so he waited for the man to come out a few meters, and approached him leaving shortly thereafter.

- Excuse me. - He said. - I'm a reporter for Astro News. - He said offering one of his fake cards.

- I can ask some questions. - He asked.

While the man walked ...

He asked.

- So what is this of such interest to you? - He asked.

He was accompanying him as they walked down the street, while walking in the middle of the sidewalk, it was already night and the street was lit by torches and lighted lamps around it.

So the man was doing his laundry ... walking and talking.

- You seem the only curious one. - He said.

- I'm a reporter. - Said. - It's my job. - Said.

- To ask. - Hey ... he said. - Wait ... wait a minute.

- With a cat in your arms, without any paper or pen? - He asked.

- And where are your notes? - He asked.

- I have photographic memory. - Said. - I don't need a pen and paper. - Said.

- Good for you, then. - He said.

- And why walk with the cat? - He wanted to know.

- I have to have a company. - Said. - He helps me interview. - Said.

- You are weird. - Said the man. - You want to share the information. - He proposed.

- Well thought. - He said laughing and taking the cat's collar. - He's cute and cute. - Said.

- Do you know this man? - He asked as they walked down the street.

- The mayor, he asked. - Do you know why you're doing this? - He asked.

- He and the head of the expropriation?

- He's not the head of anything. - Said. - He.

- And what the hell, actually, who are you.

- I already said. - He said. - I'm a reporter. - Said.

- And a cat together?

- Is there something wrong with a cat?

- No, no. - He said.

- Then. - He continued. - The head and the guy he says is mayor. - He asked.

- Everyone works for him. - Said turning the corner.

- Wait a minute. - He took his elbow and pulled

- Who is he. - He asked. - And who do I work for? - He continued to question.

- I said he works for Swanson. - Said.

- Say your name. - He asked.

- My name is Nathaniel Madrialbis. - And he handed over a fake card.

He looked at the card, turning it from side to side and then putting it inside his jacket.

They stood for a few minutes.

- And your name? - He asked.

- Mooses Switon. - He said.

- Can I buy you coffee? - He asked.

He looked towards the man and spoke. "No." He said.

- I want dinner, I'm hungry. - Said.

- And I know a good restaurant.

It was not far from the city hall, he followed him towards a large restaurant far away and with several tables and people eating, there was a pleasant atmosphere, music from a record player in the background.

Several people talking and eating, it was crowded and several tables occupied, they went to the back, while a waitress attended them.

Bruce was having tea, and what was different from all of that was ..., a plate full of pork chops with roast beef, bacon, and everything they could put on each of their plates.

That there was a black cat, sitting at the table with a bowl of milk and three fish fillets on the side, inside a plate, and watching hourly.

Now, while the man was eating a big meal, from more than one dish he repeated while talking about what he knew.

- Then. - He spoke with every sip of tea in his hands.

He received cuddles from Bruce, purring while I ate, and he picked up some toast, and while he sipped his tea and took some French bread and the cat ate a fish

While the man ate and spoke as if he had never eaten in his life.

- What do you know about the mayor? - He asked.

- The mayor doesn't rule. - He said simply.

"No," he said.

He looked at a cat who loved to puff his chest and pose as important.

- What about the mandate? - He asked.

- Aren't the works the promises of the mandate? - He asked.

- In reality. - He said.

- He's financed. - Said. - And with him or without him, the term ends and he did not pay attention, since everyone is on the payroll of three people. - Said.

- And who are these people? - He asked.

- The advice? - He tried.

"No." He said as he took another mouthful, with a beard soiled with food. - Yes, Etekpor and the Swanson. - He said.

The cat alternated between licking and eating, and its whiskers were cleaner than the man's beard.

Etekpor and the funder and donor, and the works and infrastructure are by Swanson. - Said. - They are the creators.

Cleaning the food with the back of your hands in your mouth and a beard dirty with rice crumbs, and food.

- He said. - In the end ..., the mayor does not rule. - Said.

- He doesn't rule anything, the noise next to him covered the conversation.

- As for the position of engineer and contractor? - He asked.

- His position didn't exist before. - Said. - And he was a businessman, one of the benefactors of Metropolises. - Said.

- When did this start to happen? - He asked.

- About two years. - Said.

- In the end, when one of the parts of the poor zone region of the properties that belonged to Luthor, he abandoned them, and then they were sold from Luthor to Manfred and Derek Power, when they both became involved in scandals, then they they fled, it was like an avalanche, and when there was a financial scandal. - Said the man.

- After the Power brothers disappeared. - Said. - He left the way free for other corrupt ones.

- He left the ground free for another profiteer. - Said.

- And the ground is free for any unscrupulous businessman.

- Knowing that he was one of the owners of buildings that are being expropriated. - Said.

- If not, the shares were bought and everything just seems to have gone wrong.

- Can't the police do anything? - He asked.

- Since they are coerced by the police. - Said. - The police are on the payroll. - Said.

- The whole police? - He asked. - Is all Metropolis one person? - He asked.

The whole Metropolis is divided between two people, Luthor keeps the rich part, then he sold the poor area to the slums, the Power brothers bought them, then he abandoned them and fled in the middle of a scandal.

- He looked as he spoke. - No, not exactly. - Said.

- If he was that, if he says he's tenement, then it's over.

- Furthermore. - He said. - They don't just have bribes. - Said.

Having lunch he said.

- Some years ago. - It said. - There were two people who testified in a suspicious case that was stifled.

- They were businessmen. - Said. - From the circle of friends of Swason and Etekpor.

- Is it no use? - He asked. - Nothing stop them? - He asked.

- Like Luthor. - He said.

The poor region was not profitable for Luthor, so with crime rising, properties lost their value, he sold them when he realized they were not profitable, and prices plummeted later, making room for anyone to keep them.

- They have a free way to do what they want, they can govern, rule as they wish, they rule everything. - Said.

- He built the parks, she created the architecture, he gave them the parks. - Said.

- She designed the environment and attracted with tourism attracting people. - Said.

- They made them dear and the city. - Said.

- And it's all theirs.

- And she designed it, he is loved, she too, have parties. - Said. - E m that nobody can do anything to stop it . - Said.

- And they attract all the high society. - Said.

- They have incredible parties for high society. - He said.

- He does what he wants, and there is no one to stop him.

- People don't understand and don't understand, but they hate them. - He said.

He will expropriate the entire community that is not white, he hates black people. - Said.

- But what about Benjamin? - He asked.

- He either doesn't seem to know, or he doesn't care. - Said.

- He never directly inspects and is not even in charge of the projects he finances.

- And you say he's black. - He does nothing to what I think. - Said.

- Nothing? - He asked.

- Nothing. - He stated. - Except an ornament. - Said.

- What about what should go to the state? - He asked.

- The Swason. - He said.

- He is stealing whoever receives bribes for all this. - Said.

- I think it's just greed. - Said.

- He doesn't want money. - Said. - Not only that. - Said.

- They want more than that. - Said. - They want control.

- As time goes by. - He said.

- The two brothers. - He said. - They control all the works they are doing, they keep the media at bay with the influence of Benjamin. - He said.

They said. - They bought most of the newspapers, except Astro de Metrópoles.

- What about the buildings? - He asked.

- The buildings? - He repeated.

- Buildings, works, parks, they have total control.

- They have the power of AD.

- AD? - He repeated without understanding. - What is it.

- You read? - He asked. - What's your column? - He asked.

- News and gossip. - Said.

- I understand. - Said.

- It all comes down to the board of governors. - Said.

- The district authority, AD, they have that power, subsidiary constructions. - Said. - Construction contracts. - Said.

- Every part of the city. - He said. - It is being a part controlled by each region. - Said.

- This part of the city is controlled by a different district authority than the other. - Said.

- Then. - Said. - Search the city hall files. - Said.

They said goodbye, and he took his cat on his lap, and went towards the exit, he was walking down the sidewalk, but he was approached by one of the henchmen of Olhos de Gato.

- Did you finish today's investigation? - He asked.

- Yes. - He said turning around.

- Come on, then, boy. - He said.

With his black suit and beret, wearing it with an equally black overcoat.

- I'll take you back to the hotel. - Said.

He took him by the arm and led him towards the black car, opening the back door

He entered with the cat, and they headed towards the hotel, the man escorted him in the direction.

He spent the night thinking and organizing the hidden photos and recordings, there, he slept until seven in the morning, when he was awakened by the henchman of Olhos de Gato.

Taking a shower, he changed into his white overcoat, he picked up his bag, and documents, and he was again led towards the car.

He put a long necklace of a large, turquoise-blue oval stone around his neck.

Being accompanied by the cat that were in his lap.

- Where are we going first? - He questioned towards the steering wheel.

- Towards the library of the city hall. - Said.

Even though not everyone cared about having cats on their lap when looking around the library.

He went back to the state library, there he looked for construction and historical documents.

There were many, many documents and photos and the undertaking of various works and constructions, and all in the name of a single name, of a man they called the benefactor of Metropolises.

There were the men who founded Metrópoles, and the district authorities, and there was only one man in a 40-year period who financed the works.

He was considered a legend.

That informant, a beggar who knew more than anyone, and in reality, according to photos of the city records and the inauguration of historic centers and the works, and the documents, and seeing the works, and the photos, was one of the most important engineers. famous and prominent that the metropolis city once had.

That day, before leaving the library, he received a message, it was from the journalist, he made an appointment, which was to wait for him to come and get him.

And asked him to wear better clothes.

He went back to the apartment with his cat, and looking at the clothes he brought with him.

He then called the cat-eyed henchman to follow him.

Then he went to change, braided his hair and a blood red suit, with a black overcoat and moccasin shoes.

When he got off, there was a car waiting for him, as he knew where to find him, he suspected he was followed.

He was guided to a restaurant in the upper class of Metropolis, he was driven by a meter.

And he found him, he was with him in a high-class restaurant.

He saw him coming, being led by a restaurant employee.

He barely saw it coming, and he was already asking for it.

- I want a roast beef and tea ... - He spoke. - And the man moved the chair away.

- I waited for you to realize, that I want to do a deal with you.

- What would it be? - He encouraged.

- I have contact with several informants. - Said. - I have contact with someone. - Said. - who can offer all the answers to you. - He said. - But I want something in return.

- That would be the exclusive of the whole story. - Said. - Guarantee of my Politzer. - Said. - And be an official contact on the case. - Said.

- But then, why did I ... - He asked.

- You were seen by Peter Watson's scouts. - He said.

- And he realized that you're following the case. - He said.

A bowl of milk arrived for the cat.

He left it on the floor, drinking milk.

- I hope you don't mind. - Said.

He was there in an expensive gray suit.

He sat with a newspaper, next to a large window on the ground floor.

- But I have something to report first of all. - Said. - I did some investigations. - Said. - But I'm not his type.

- Like him? - He repeated without understanding.

He made a move and started right away

- I learned from an informant that there were many actions and several companies are closed and some land and buildings are in the name of one of the governors' advisers. - Said.

- He was one of those responsible who would hand over the housing before the governor signed. - Said.

- Who's in control? - He asked.

- Some advisers. - He said.

- And a businessman who has subway contracts. - He said.

- Anyone in particular? - He asked.

- Peter Watson. - Said. - He is one of the wealthiest businessmen in Metropolises and a chain of restaurants that he happens to own here. - Said.

- And that deals with the supply of electricity and water. - Said.

- You are gay? - He asked.

"No," he said.

- Why? - He asked.

- Why? - He continued. - You never had sex with a man? - He asked.

- What does this have to do? - He still didn't understand.

The man closed the newspaper and set it on the table.

- He is one of the businessmen whose brother is the owner and businessman and has the funds and the refrigerators and supplies of meat and chicken. - Said.

- Who happened to be interested in you. - He said.

- I understand. - He said.

- And both Jeremy and Peter are gay. - He said.

- How is it? - He asked.

- Me, as I said. - He said. - I'm not their type. - He said.

He spoke next.

- You have to infiltrate them. - Said.

- I'll introduce you to Peter first. - He said.

- You just need to use your attractions on them. - Said.

- They think money buys everything. - Said.

- If all goes well, Jeremy will covet you. - He said.

- Why do you think that? - He asked.

- Pure and simple greed and envy. - Said. - The more you have, the more you want. - He said.

- Both have reasons to do what they do. - Said.

- But Peter wants to get rid of Jeremy and an informant wants revenge. - Said.

- And Jeremy and Cecilia share everything and want everything Peter has. - Said.

- I'll pick you up at 7 pm. - He said. - And I will take you towards the party. - Said. - He took a package and handed it to Bruce.

- Wear this outfit. - Said. - You have to leave room for your imagination. - Said.

He was left again after having lunch towards the apartment.

He showered and changed, there was a white suit and a white overcoat.

He went to parties in a large building, it was a mansion south of Metropolises.

He came in infiltrating, walking through the great hall, where he was called by the reporter in a corner, leading him inside a party of wealthy people in Metropolises, he learned through an invitation that he asked one of his sources ...

When he went to a project opening fundraiser.

He was called by a meter waiting for him, and led to the reporter.

He was constantly mistaken for a model or something when everyone passed by at that time, wearing a white suit and an equally white overcoat.

He was there was coming to meet him talking to other rich people, he had big hands and addressed him, directly.

He walked and the man pulled him around the corner, sitting to one side while Waiters passed ...

He was nudged and saw a huge muscular man.

With a black suit and blond mane head, he was big, bigger than him.

And he didn't appear to be gay, in fact it was all about appearance.

He approached him at the table, he didn't know how to react, being the second time approached by a rich gay.

- Then. - He said shaking his hands, they were strong thick and firm.

- I'm Peter Watson. - He said.

- Would it have a name? - He asked.

- And age? - He asked.

He held his hips up his thighs.

He didn't know at first how to react, he was very straightforward, and the reporter didn't leave.

It looked like he saw security guards around.

- My name is Nathaniel Madriabis. - Said. - I'm 38.

- Good age. - Said.

- I hear you're investigating. - He said affirming.

- Young. - He said. - At the right age. - Said.

Running a hand through his hair pulling the silver braid, he moved closer, he gasped, the man laughing at it.

- So you've never been with a man? - He questioned caressing her face.

- Never. - He said, it was not a total lie, but it was two weeks since Darkseid traveled with luck the investigation ends before he returns, and he would give more food to Gozer.

- Nice boy. - Said purring.

- I can teach you many things. - He proposed.

- I'll be a great teacher. - Said.

- I think ... - He said hesitantly.

- And a great source of information. - He said.

He pushed him further towards the table, his hands held him in a corner when he had his fly open towards the table, opening his legs more practically forcibly.

- On here? - Said. - In the middle of everyone? - He asked.

- Keep looking and don't attract attention, then, and nobody will see what I do. - Said.

He had his penis soft out of his pants, opening his fly, he felt the cold air of the party, around his penis, his big, warm hands around him, and at that time he took it and pulled it.

- Good size. - Said. - Great for what I plan on doing. - He said.

He tried to contain his gasps, while he pumped faster and faster, preventing him from closing his legs, and trying at all costs to stifle his moans in a hurry, he took a glass and pretended to sip while he was getting closer.

He saw in the distance watching around, panting, moaning with strong hands pumping and practically squeezing the slit of his penis, the man saw him getting softer and pulled him onto his shoulders practically almost on his lap.

While he saw the restaurant informant, and taking candy from a waiter near another exit, he almost lost his strength, the glass fell from his shaking hands, in the midst of an almost frantic pumping, and he saw that he was the crazy beggar that one day he saw him there talking about his works ...

The blond man, kissed his face, caressed, he put his fingers, there were four, without any shame, inside his mouth, pulling him without any shame onto his lap, and preventing him from screaming, they were fast and strong, the pumping movements of your penis.

He saw that the man was giving a speech about big ideas, that about how to execute the projects, that one was, Jeremy on the podium, when he saw this, no one seemed to care what happened to him, he saw a speech for rich people men who can get their hands dirty.

He gasped, when he noticed Peter's own penis poking in his ass, he gasped and came into Jeremy's hands, he was panting and his mouth was covered with fingers, his penis was twitching and throbbing in Peter's hands, it was a good orgasm.

Holding a hand on his forehead to his chest, and with his hands and fingers inside his mouth until he orgasmed, he was putting his penis into his pants by zipping up.

He still in his lap without strength, spreading his thighs, which trembled, until he stopped, he licked his fingers with semen.

He was standing still when he took his fingers out of his mouth.

Before he said anything, they were replaced by his lips in his mouth, which was joined to the taste of his own semen, he was visceral, sucking on his chin.

While he was holding him in his overcoat, while the man sucked, bit and licked, he looked like an experienced man seemed to, he released him before he ran out of air and he passed out.

- Come with me. - He said.

He pulled it out, and towards a side passage, asked to enter through a hidden entrance for employees who were used by waiters and employees.

He went up in an elevator, he knew where he would be taken, being pulled by his hand and by the neck.

He saw the man, who was more than eight inches taller than him, the strongest, well built, and a tent in his pants.

He pressed him there and kissed him, his lips he sucked and licked, opening his jacket and the buttons of his shirt.

It was a luxurious hotel, it was well decorated.

He said. - I have clothes for you. - Said

- Why? - I want to play with you a little. - Said.

- Let's have fun first. - He said

- The rule. - He said.

- Which? - He asked.

- I command. - He said.

He pulled down his pants and underwear just below his buttocks, half down.

He caressed her ass squeezing and caressing, he pulled his lips together, squeezing each one at a time, pushing towards his suite, which had large teddy bears around a bed with plush blankets.

He laid him down towards the bed and lifted his legs up without removing the rest of his pants and bending his legs up towards his chest with his legs up.

He kissed him rubbing his buttocks, moving and biting.

He sent.

- Hold your legs bent. - Said as an order.

He squeezed and bit and played with his globules in the ass.

- Virgin. - He said.

He got up and took a glass and rubbed it on his fingers and putting his fingers inside his hole started to rub, to stretch, and to play, deeper and deeper, and at the same time putting two more fingers inside, to the point of having four fingers after just over 10 minutes.

He moaned and wheezed, amid those magic fingers.

He was squeezing and pinching the testicles between his legs without stretching them and taking off his pants.

He felt the pleasure slowly building inside him.

Still holding the folded legs over your chest with both arms.

Although it hurt, a little, but it got better, with every moan and kiss that he kissed.

He fucked him with his fingers, those moans and breaths, and he made noises of appreciation, he loved those moans louder and louder.

And he had a hard time stretching that little, narrow, virgin hole, it seemed to that man, was new to that.

Massaging caressing and biting each of the globules of your buttocks.

He devoured him there completely, ate and massaged, he fucked him with his fingers.

- That's right, I want to hear your moan. - Said.

He squeezed and spent a lot of time biting and fucking with his fingers, stocking that place tightening, he felt when he put his hands inside those pants, he moaned and came inside those pants.

- He came ... huh. - He said with a smile.

The man was still dressed, his clothes tightening his muscles, he squeezing his testicles lowering, biting them.

She spread her legs and lowered herself and kissed him for several minutes, with her moans, and still standing up fully dressed, and he stuck his hands inside his pants without ever taking off completely and squeezed and touched his penis.

- Beautiful. - Said with a growl in his direction.

He slowly faded his shirt, and left it open, took off his jacket and unzipped his fly, without actually taking his pants off, it would just be taking his penis out of his pants and rubbing between the cracks in the asses.

He snarled and squeezed, and rubbed and stretched that man's hole below him with his fingers, his pants slipped to the floor.

He was holding his legs up at the chest and slowly inserting his penis into that virgin hole with difficulty.

He raped him slowly, fucking slowly and in and out, when he had sex with him.

And that slowly in and out, in and out, for several minutes slowly pushing more and more slowly until he could put the entire length pushing with his pelvis.

He heard their moans and breaths.

Pushing and pulling faster and faster, but not violently.

- You are a beautiful little thing. - He said.

He fucked him with a constant speed, until he took the penis out of him, and took his hands while he stretched his hole further.

While it helped him to pump and pull his penis, fucking him again with his fingers.

Between listening to your moans between the ministrations of your fingers.

He alternated between fucking with his fingers and fucking with a slow motion with his legs up, until he left.

He picked it up and pulled it out then turned it over and placed it upright towards his chest on the bed with his legs on the floor, lying face down and the man biting and rubbing his hole with his fingers and squeezing and kissing and pulling his blouse without ever take off any piece of clothing really.

He fucked him hard, it was not less than ten minutes of slow fuck from his next orgasm, his pants were damp, he felt embarrassed, lucky that he wore the underwear he sent him.

His moans and screams didn't seem like him, he felt close to rupture, his body reacted to those hands and fingers and the penis inside him.

Half his legs off the bed, and sticking his fingers inside him, while he took off his own pants and still got the shirt.

He fucked with his fingers trying to stretch that narrow, wrinkled hole with lubricant.

Him holding on to a teddy bear when the man pulling him towards the edge of the bed and with his legs out of the bed.

He slowly put his cock towards that narrow, tight hole.

His moans were not contained by anything, screaming louder and louder, for every inch inside him, he groaned, and gasped.

Embraced by a teddy bear, the man standing on the edge of the bed pushing his entire length until he was fully inserted into him and felt the hair on his groin.

It was starting more and more, pushing faster and faster, alternating between slow and fast, and his screams followed the movements inside him.

While the man above him knocked, inside him, and his screams and moans.

He was going in and hitting between each stroke, and he was hitting his testicles in his ass pushing with his pelvis, in and out.

Him holding and squeezing his buttocks ...

While the kitten was purring and snarling at each blow, and screaming, and it was pushing when it managed to insert its entire length, it would stop pushing in and out of it.

It was thick and as big as he was, but the man had stretched it, but not enough to make it easier or not to hurt completely.

He liked it and it hurt, and his screams were louder and louder.

When they stopped as he stopped, he started hitting a spot that made him see stars and scream sharply, it didn't sound like his voice.

He received moans and gasps of appreciation with each blow, he laughing towards his ear.

Until he came to a sudden stop, he grabbed his hips and pulled in then started running away in earnest, hitting hard and gradually increasing his thrusts.

When Bruce held the stuffed animal as he invested faster and stronger and deeper, alerting between stopping and starting from slow to fast and making short abrupt stops.

Holding tightly by pushing and pulling your hips hard and pushing with your pelvis.

He was pushing him back on the bed and fucking lying down pushing slowly and then pulling him pushing hard and making an abrupt stop.

He stopped and pulled it out and picked it up and pushed it towards the middle of the bed, he rubbed his penis on top of her with his legs half closed and he kneeled, and the man almost sat on top of him with his penis rubbing on his ass.

He stored it, he felt something wet covering it, but the penis between the man's growls and his scream, he continued to stock it, he pounded, willingly fucking him for another five minutes, and his screams, he he stopped abruptly, and still hard inside him.

He took it off, sucked it, bit it, and started again when he fucked, he lashed out slowly, then he gradually lashed out with more and more strength and he held tightly.

He alternated between rubbing and pushing with the man lying on the bed.

Holding and leaning with your left arm on the bed next to your body and pushing with the penis in and out with him on top of it and pushing the penis fucking.

He was thrusting fast with every straight hit inside him, and alternating between slow and fast alternating between deep thrusts.

With the man on top of him, pushing and pulling briefly holding his penis inside him, and pushing with the man lying down.

He pushed with his pelvis in and out, hitting hard, he pushed with a duct alternating between fucking and abrupt stops.

The powerful, rhythmic beats were powerful and accurate, he felt an intense next orgasm that shook him, yet he didn't stop.

He sat on top of him between his thighs kneeling on top of him, with his penis inside his hole, he stopped still inside and took off his shirt and tie, he stopped and upright.

He was holding his arms around his body on the bed, and hard he fucked, pounding in and out fast and accurate, hitting where he made him scream.

The tapas popped from the inside out, pounding and pounding.

When he left holding it under his chest, he half-vertical and beating as if his life depended on it, he screamed in the midst of an imminent orgasm.

He was lying propelling his pelvis, hitting and fucking him alternating between stopping and starting again hitting and hitting hitting a point that made him see stars.

He was good 15 minutes, stocking up hitting everything, hitting in and out, the slaps crackled on his ass, his body tightening his buttocks.

And with beats in and out of him, on top of him, he bends down, and sucks and bites, his buttocks are crushed with his weight and his beats in and out of him, he beats his testicles with each thrust, fucking hard .

While he was pulling him in the process, stopping and starting over, alternating between deep and shallow thrusts.

The slaps of his buttocks, holding them apart, he screamed trying to keep up and endure the attacks.

He fucked that man, he was lying on top of him, fucking hard, pushing hard, there was a moment when he stopped with his screams, and he went out and took off all the rest of his clothes.

Between their screams, gasps and breaths seeing constellations, between each thrust and each abrupt stop.

Then he went back to lying completely on top of him, hitting his pelvis violently and alternating between fucking slowly, he fucked him there for several minutes, he was rolling around pushing his entire length inside him.

In those blows inside him, alternating between his blows holding him on his shoulders, him on top of him, and propelling his pelvis up and down with everything in and out of him for a good 15 minutes, he hit his prostate directly.

Between its screams, choking and breathing, and the alternating lunge between slow and fast, and abrupt stops, and lunge stops alternating between thrusts.

Now his screams and the beats promptly inside him, that he still, his at that moment his testicles hitting him.

In between he was alternating between slow and fast with all his bodies in his body.

Even though after a few minutes he went out and rubbed and kissed her body.

He took it and took off all his clothes, kissing and taking off his clothes.

He put him on all fours on the bed, and holding on to his hips and pelvis, he propelled his pelvis, at that moment he fucked hard pulling towards his body hitting everything inside him.

He felt they both came at the same time, their strokes had no mercy.

He turned him on his face spreading his legs with him pushing and sitting between his legs, he fucked him, fast and slow, he alternated between lying on top and fucking him hard, at this time he alternating between quick fuck and finally he enjoyed.

When at last it went limp and lay with him still buried inside him.

The man withdrew from him with the remnants of post-coitus moans, he smiled watching his body and the man fucked the bed.

They lay for a few moments, until the man pulled him out of bed.

- Are you going to tell me now? He asked with a frown.

- Let's take a shower, then we'll talk. - He said, slapping his ass, watching the semen run between his shaky and wobbly thighs.