Dark desires by Asa Montreaux
Umery held his chin in his hand and he looked out on the garden of his vast colonial mansion. It was a master piece, nothing short of that, though nothing more. He spotted his gardener manicuring the lawn, sprinkling some fertilizer on some of the bushes. He called out to him, Sancho, vienes a mi. He looked up, lazily left his task beautifying the bushes, and then he made his way over to him. He watched his alluring back, as he stood up, and then he turned toward the house to walk to where Umery was. Umery felt a hot anticipation as Sancho approached, his abs nearly coming through his shirt, sweat draining from his face and neck onto his collar. He reached Umery, and then the latter said, Sancho, suck my dick. He then got down on his knees, and by himself he undid the belt, opened the zipper and pulled it open slightly to reveal Umery’s dick. He was almost hard already and he couldn’t wait to get his dick sucked. Sancho out his hand on the sock and stroked it gently, like it...
