“I hate them,” Dyri said, a little breathless. Sex videos Aitu carefully took the small ballsack into his mouth and began to suck. His stroke faltered for only a second before he picked up the pace and pushed inside of Dyri again. “Stroke your little cock for me,” he commanded. All the while Aitu continued to stroke his cock. The following months among the Arctic Moon tribe passed in a haze of pain, pleasure, and humiliation. The base need to impregnate one’s mate practically glowed from Aitu’s eyes. The hunter reached around to grip Chilam’s shaft. Goosebumps of pleasure rose on his flesh at the comment. Never before had Dyri witnessed the pure, primal fire of desire in another being. After a while, Aitu invited Dyri to join them. When he tried to cut his growing locks, he was brutally punished by the shaman. When he tried to cut his growing locks, he was brutally punished by the shaman. What do you feel for me?”
Dyri’s cock throbbed at the tone and mention of his female name. A voice Dyri barely recognized as his own begged Aitu for more, to go harder, faster, to use him completely.
