Sigurd just ruffled the Dane's hair at the teasing about his dreams because the Swede couldn't control what he dreamt about, could he? No one could. The fucking brat made him horny all the time even when he was in bed asleep. Now, Mikkel was slipping his shorts off, gaining the attention of the Swede who grinned and then noticed the thong pouch. Oh god what the fuck?
"What the fuck is that? A---thong pouch? Red lace and ruffles? I had no idea you liked this kind of shit, Mikkel. When did you even buy this?"
The Swede just felt his hand wander before even thinking as it was now wondering over the Dane's ass, enjoying what he was seeing and feeling. Fuck!
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Sigurd just ruffled the Dane's hair at the teasing about his dreams because the Swede couldn't control what he dreamt about, could he? No one could. The fucking brat made him horny all the time even when he was in bed asleep. Now, Mikkel was slipping his shorts off, gaining the attention of the Swede who grinned and then noticed the thong pouch. Oh god what the fuck?
"What the fuck is that? A---thong pouch? Red lace and ruffles? I had no idea you liked this kind of shit, Mikkel. When did you even buy this?"
The Swede just felt his hand wander before even thinking as it was now wondering over the Dane's ass, enjoying what he was seeing and feeling. Fuck!
"Naughty brat. I love it though."