Westly groaned at the feeling of Sage pulling out then pressing back in, spreading his legs so Sage could go deeper. "Yes," he breathed, "exactly." He knew it wasn't necessarily a time to be cheeky, but he couldn't help it. A loud groan fell from his lips when Sage just barely brushed against his prostate, the gentle touch enough to get Westly to shiver.
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