Joseph waited for Caesar in his room, clackers in hand behind his back. Caesar had been especially horny as of late, and so had he--but he was sick of bottoming. It was Caesar's turn to beg and moan and be slave to his every whim.
He waited on the bed, trying to look as innocent as possible. When Caesar finally walked in, he beamed.
"Hey, Caesar-chan. Good to see you. You thinkin' what I'm thinkin'?" he winked, chuckling in a less than sexy manner.
He waited on the bed, trying to look as innocent as possible. When Caesar finally walked in, he beamed.
"Hey, Caesar-chan. Good to see you. You thinkin' what I'm thinkin'?" he winked, chuckling in a less than sexy manner.