Oh, how sexy Charles's words were, and the way they turned Augustine on was beyond explanation.
"Baby boy…"
Augustine slid his fingers out of Charles' clenching hole with a gentle pop, the digits slick with oil and Charles' desire. "Fuckkkkk…"
He brought the fingers to his lips, swirling his tongue around each digit in a slow, sensual caress that left Charles breathless.
"Mmm," Augustine moaned, savoring the taste of Charles' arousal as he purred the words.
Augustine's voice was a husky murmur as he praised Charles' musk. "You smell so good, Pookie."
He removed his fingers from his mouth, their glistening surface coated with a glaze of saliva.
With deliberate slowness, Augustine traced a line of saliva along Charles' sensitive ass hole, his fingers massaging the slick moisture into the quivering ring of muscle.
It clenched beneath Augustine touch.
"Trust me, pookie," Augustine whispered, his voice a reassuring caress against Charles' trembling body.
