John watched him and grinned. "Well what Mister Holmes?" He moved one hand to wrap around himself. He stroked himself slowly, leaning back, to give Sherlock a show.
"I want to ride your cock until I come all over your chest. I want to feel your seed paint my insides. Knowing there was the tiniest possiblity that I would carry your child."
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Date: 2019-06-11 06:59 pm (UTC)"I want to ride your cock until I come all over your chest. I want to feel your seed paint my insides. Knowing there was the tiniest possiblity that I would carry your child."