The soft glow of the bedside lamp casts a warm, inviting light over the scene. I remember the first time I saw them like this, all tangled up, their bodies intertwined in a way that made my heart race. The striped pajamas they wear are barely covering anything, and the sight of their exposed skin sends a shiver down my spine. It’s a familiar sight, yet every time, it’s like the first time all over again.
Preparing for the Bull Gangbang
And there they are, my husband and his friends, getting ready for the night. The one on the left, his chest bare and muscles taut, is already hard, his cock straining against the fabric. The one on the right, his face turned away, is reaching out, his hand brushing against the other’s thigh. It’s a tease, a promise of what’s to come. The third one, partially out of frame, is the one who always takes charge. His legs, strong and powerful, are the first thing you see, and you know he’s the one who’ll be leading the pack tonight.
The Anticipation of Submission
The question hangs in the air,


