movie seemed to be gearing up for a climactic scene as the two immediately greeted one another with their lips to the other's throats, and Gabriel stopped the skipping and laid back on his bed to watch the rest.
Evidently, they had resolved their differences. Nhor seemed more aggressive this time. In this scene, he was wearing a darker sarong that looped around his chest, though as the voiceover went silent, he untied the cloth and flung it aside, standing naked before his lover and reclining against the outside wall of the sandstone hut. In a move that made Gabriel moan out loud before he could catch himself, Nhor then reached down, touching his own pubic slit while Kozhi watched, entranced.
The actor playing Nhor, Gabriel mused with a shudder of excitement, was certainly talented. Gabriel's gaze was drawn to his long fingers, encircling the slit, teasing, sliding just the tips of his fingers inside, while he moaned and whimpered, his back arching at an impossible angle against the sandstone wall. His cries grew more urgent, his movements faster and clumsier as he cried out in the pleasure of his orgasm.
This time, Gabriel knew what to expect and he squeezed his own cock hard as he watched Nhor's own organ sliding out, long and hard like before, curving upward toward his stomach. This seemed to galvanize Kozhi. He closed the distance between them, fastening his lips to Nhor's throat as the two fumbled simultaneously to unknot his sarong. Once it had fallen to the water, it was Nhor's turn to fall to his knees, pressing his lips to the slit on Kozhi's lower abdomen. The assault must have been heavenly. Kozhi's long body leaned forward and he moaned, harshly, while Nhor's hands wrapped around his hips and the recording device zoomed in to capture the strong, steady movement of Nhor's lips and mouth. When Kozhi shouted his own warning, Nhor didn't retreat entirely—he laid his cheek against his lover's hip, watching raptly as the organ, as long as his own and glistening with moisture, came out into his waiting hand as Kozhi's body tensed and he made a trilling groan.
Gabriel had been dying to see what was supposed to come next. He was not disappointed as Nhor continued to use his mouth, gliding his lips from the base to the tip and then swallowing the organ. Some things did seem fairly universal, Gabriel thought with elation as he licked his own lips.
Nhor continued to suck at and swallow the organ, then released it in favor of stimulating the skin around the entrance to the slit. Kozhi did not seem to mind the switch and in fact, he shuddered all over and closed his large eyes. Nhor began to caress the tip of the organ with his fingers, and Gabriel watched as the recording device again zoomed in, clearly expecting— oh .
Kozhi practically wailed, his body arching backward as he came. A few spurts of cloudy fluid erupted from the narrow tip of the organ, covering Nhor's fingers and gently splashing against his bare shoulder. Kozhi wavered on his feet, utterly spent, or at least acting like he was, the ridges on his chest rippling madly as he continued to moan, using Nhor's shoulders for support as he lowered himself into the shallow water.
Gabriel, who had been frantically mimicking the movement of Nhor's hand, forced himself to slow down as he felt his orgasm ready to uncurl, wanting to wait until Nhor, who looked so much like Jhuun, reached his own climax.
Nhor pressed his lips to his lover's throat for a moment, until it appeared it was now Nhor's turn to be pleasured. They had a brief spoken exchange that Gabriel did not bother to read, watching raptly as Kozhi pressed Nhor back until he was reclining against the sandstone wall, though he cleverly sat on a small flat rock, so that his lower body would be visible to the camera above the shallow water. Nhor's organ was still out, still hard and aroused, twitching as Kozhi brushed his fingers around it.
Kozhi, it
Evidently, they had resolved their differences. Nhor seemed more aggressive this time. In this scene, he was wearing a darker sarong that looped around his chest, though as the voiceover went silent, he untied the cloth and flung it aside, standing naked before his lover and reclining against the outside wall of the sandstone hut. In a move that made Gabriel moan out loud before he could catch himself, Nhor then reached down, touching his own pubic slit while Kozhi watched, entranced.
The actor playing Nhor, Gabriel mused with a shudder of excitement, was certainly talented. Gabriel's gaze was drawn to his long fingers, encircling the slit, teasing, sliding just the tips of his fingers inside, while he moaned and whimpered, his back arching at an impossible angle against the sandstone wall. His cries grew more urgent, his movements faster and clumsier as he cried out in the pleasure of his orgasm.
This time, Gabriel knew what to expect and he squeezed his own cock hard as he watched Nhor's own organ sliding out, long and hard like before, curving upward toward his stomach. This seemed to galvanize Kozhi. He closed the distance between them, fastening his lips to Nhor's throat as the two fumbled simultaneously to unknot his sarong. Once it had fallen to the water, it was Nhor's turn to fall to his knees, pressing his lips to the slit on Kozhi's lower abdomen. The assault must have been heavenly. Kozhi's long body leaned forward and he moaned, harshly, while Nhor's hands wrapped around his hips and the recording device zoomed in to capture the strong, steady movement of Nhor's lips and mouth. When Kozhi shouted his own warning, Nhor didn't retreat entirely—he laid his cheek against his lover's hip, watching raptly as the organ, as long as his own and glistening with moisture, came out into his waiting hand as Kozhi's body tensed and he made a trilling groan.
Gabriel had been dying to see what was supposed to come next. He was not disappointed as Nhor continued to use his mouth, gliding his lips from the base to the tip and then swallowing the organ. Some things did seem fairly universal, Gabriel thought with elation as he licked his own lips.
Nhor continued to suck at and swallow the organ, then released it in favor of stimulating the skin around the entrance to the slit. Kozhi did not seem to mind the switch and in fact, he shuddered all over and closed his large eyes. Nhor began to caress the tip of the organ with his fingers, and Gabriel watched as the recording device again zoomed in, clearly expecting— oh .
Kozhi practically wailed, his body arching backward as he came. A few spurts of cloudy fluid erupted from the narrow tip of the organ, covering Nhor's fingers and gently splashing against his bare shoulder. Kozhi wavered on his feet, utterly spent, or at least acting like he was, the ridges on his chest rippling madly as he continued to moan, using Nhor's shoulders for support as he lowered himself into the shallow water.
Gabriel, who had been frantically mimicking the movement of Nhor's hand, forced himself to slow down as he felt his orgasm ready to uncurl, wanting to wait until Nhor, who looked so much like Jhuun, reached his own climax.
Nhor pressed his lips to his lover's throat for a moment, until it appeared it was now Nhor's turn to be pleasured. They had a brief spoken exchange that Gabriel did not bother to read, watching raptly as Kozhi pressed Nhor back until he was reclining against the sandstone wall, though he cleverly sat on a small flat rock, so that his lower body would be visible to the camera above the shallow water. Nhor's organ was still out, still hard and aroused, twitching as Kozhi brushed his fingers around it.
Kozhi, it
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