[ Poe's gut lurches as John drags him closer, giddy with helplessness, bemused by the feeling. He didn't think he was the type. The vibrator tickles along his thigh and he shudders, dick twitching against the ropes.
He's more patient than you, is Poe's first thought.
His second thought is, He called me babe.
His third is, I'm gonna die. ]
If I said it takes one to know one I would regret it, wouldn't I.
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He's more patient than you, is Poe's first thought.
His second thought is, He called me babe.
His third is, I'm gonna die. ]
If I said it takes one to know one I would regret it, wouldn't I.