Dean Thomas

Dean walked up and made his slut look at him by using his finger to lift his chin up. “Good sissy. I see you got the room ready. Now how about you show me how much you’ve missed me?”

Neville didn’t need telling twice as he pulled deans Jeans and underpants down and shoving the dark meat down his throat. Dean responded in kind Bry placing a hand on the back of Neville’s head, pushing it down further

“Oh fuck yeah. Your throat is so tight it feels so good!”

Neville’s cock tried to get hard but instead it just strained against the confines of its cage.

“I’m gonna blow sissy! Get ready to take it I all down your throat!”

Neville started to ram it down even harder until he felt the warm, gooey goodness flood down into his belly.

“Your throat always feeels so good. I’ve got a present for you since youo’ve been so well behaved recently.”

When he said that, Neville sat up straight and looked at a Dean with a gleam in his eyes