Jamal pulled Xaloc close, kissed him hard and claimed his mouth in an almost bruising kiss that left them both gasping for air when he pulled away some time later.
"Hope you had your fun. It is my turn now."
Xaloc's eyes widened for a bit before he relaxed, "I have not had sex for thirty-three years. Better take it easy, this old bag of bones can not handle any edging, anything more than three rounds or any intense play."
He reached out to remove his robes as Jamal was naked and he was still dressed, but Jamal stopped him, removing his robes himself. He took his time, caressing his body, feeling him all hot and bothered, the cock that had just shot began to pay attention as blood rushed down.
"What old bag of bones! You are a god, no need to hold back anymore." He teased.
