Adam Snow Breeds Twink Noah White Birthday Bareback
On Noah’s special birthday, I surprised him with a homemade cake, lighting two candles and belting out a playful rendition of ‘Happy Birthday.’ He grinned, trying not to laugh at my off-key singing, and politely declined a slice when I offered. Teasing him, I dipped a finger into the sweet icing, savoring the flavor before scooping another and pressing it to his lips. With a sarcastic smirk, he parted them, and I slid my finger inside, letting him suck it clean as the moment heated up. ‘What do you want now, birthday boy?’ I whispered. He pulled me into a deep kiss, his hands roaming eagerly. I backed into the chair, and Noah’s fingers found my growing bulge, rubbing it through my pants until I was rock hard. I unzipped quickly, freeing my throbbing cock, and he grabbed it with a wicked smile. ‘This is my real birthday gift,’ he said, before taking me into his mouth. Watching him work, I marveled at how much he’d improved—thanks to my patient lessons on deep-throating and pleasuring a man just right. Eager to return the favor, Noah climbed onto the chair, leaning forward as I tugged his pants down. I dove in, rimming him thoroughly until he was moaning for more. Positioning myself, I eased in inch by inch, pushing past his tight second ring until I was fully buried inside. We built a steady rhythm, but I craved something deeper—I guided him to straddle me reverse, his legs spread wide over mine as he sank down, riding my cock with increasing intensity. He shifted, planting a foot on each of my thighs for leverage, grinding harder. Finally, I wanted to see his face. ‘Turn around,’ I urged, and Noah spun to face me, our lips locking in a passionate kiss as he bounced on my lap. The connection was electric, our bodies moving in perfect sync until I couldn’t hold back, flooding him with a hot load of cum deep inside. A birthday celebration neither of us would forget.
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Adam Snow Breeds Twink Noah White Birthday Bareback
On Noah’s special birthday, I surprised him with a homemade cake, lighting two candles and belting out a playful rendition of ‘Happy Birthday.’ He grinned, trying not to laugh at my off-key singing, and politely declined a slice when I offered. Teasing him, I dipped a finger into the sweet icing, savoring the flavor before scooping another and pressing it to his lips. With a sarcastic smirk, he parted them, and I slid my finger inside, letting him suck it clean as the moment heated up. ‘What do you want now, birthday boy?’ I whispered. He pulled me into a deep kiss, his hands roaming eagerly. I backed into the chair, and Noah’s fingers found my growing bulge, rubbing it through my pants until I was rock hard. I unzipped quickly, freeing my throbbing cock, and he grabbed it with a wicked smile. ‘This is my real birthday gift,’ he said, before taking me into his mouth. Watching him work, I marveled at how much he’d improved—thanks to my patient lessons on deep-throating and pleasuring a man just right. Eager to return the favor, Noah climbed onto the chair, leaning forward as I tugged his pants down. I dove in, rimming him thoroughly until he was moaning for more. Positioning myself, I eased in inch by inch, pushing past his tight second ring until I was fully buried inside. We built a steady rhythm, but I craved something deeper—I guided him to straddle me reverse, his legs spread wide over mine as he sank down, riding my cock with increasing intensity. He shifted, planting a foot on each of my thighs for leverage, grinding harder. Finally, I wanted to see his face. ‘Turn around,’ I urged, and Noah spun to face me, our lips locking in a passionate kiss as he bounced on my lap. The connection was electric, our bodies moving in perfect sync until I couldn’t hold back, flooding him with a hot load of cum deep inside. A birthday celebration neither of us would forget.