Chapitre 63: Battle of the Will on Persian Carpet

Jack returned almost immediately with a broad smile on his face and a bottle of moisturizer in his hand.

"Professor, you are always so wary," he praised his lover and generously poured a thick, transparent water-based liquid over his protruding ass.

"I have to be like that, since you're a light-hearted guy," he announced slightly teasing. The fluid wasn't cold, it was room temperature, but Kevin's ass was warm, so the man felt a chill between his buttocks.

Moore's provocation did not provoke a verbal reaction from Jack. Lambert only grinned wider, a bit like a rascal about to arm some mischief and, taking his penis in his hand, took the position to enter. He did not come in at once, however, only a few times struck his stick between Kevin's buttocks with a smacking sound, splashing the liquid.