Cumming at the Rooftop

It started with a passionate kiss.

Photo credits: Ferdinand Studios

“Hey, Ron, I’ve noticed that you spend most of the nights up here alone. Can I join you?” asked Rachael.

Ronnie remained rooted at his position with his eyes fixed at the stars above. One of his hands was resting on one of his thighs while the other hand acted as a stand for his chin. As the cool night breeze travelled, it blew through his…

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