Chapter 169 Hailey

• Rayden gripped Donald's hips, skin sliding under his fingers, and sank in balls-deep. The ass gripped him like a vice, tighter than any pussy he'd felt. He pulled back slow, then slammed in, setting a rhythm. Skin slapped against skin, loud and rhythmic.
• 'Fuck, you're tight,' Rayden growled, pounding harder. His balls swung, tapping Donald's taint with each drive.
• Donald rocked back, meeting the thrusts. 'Pound that ass. Make me feel it.'