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Femboy Martin: An Unexpected Experience [Part 4] (36 images)

Added 2025-02-17 00:00:05 +0000 UTC

Jack, still aroused, lifted Martin and laid him on his back on the bed. His hands gently spread Martin’s legs, exposing his delicate skin. Martin felt his heart racing as Jack slowly entered him. At first, it hurt, and Martin clenched his teeth, squeezing his eyes shut, but after a few moments, the pain gave way to a pleasant warmth spreading through his body.

— Relax, — Jack whispered, his voice low and husky. — You’re doing so well...

Martin began to move in rhythm with Jack, his body responding to every thrust. Soon, the pain disappeared completely, and he felt his body filling with ecstasy. His moans mixed with Jack’s heavy breathing, creating a symphony of passion.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.

— Do you need to extend your time? — asked the motel worker, opening the door without warning.

He froze in the doorway, seeing them right in front of him: Jack on his knees between Martin’s spread legs, his hands gripping Martin’s hips tightly, while Martin, red with embarrassment, covered his face with his hands. The worker didn’t leave; his eyes widened, and he stood there, watching.

Jack, noticing this, smirked. He leaned down to Martin and whispered:

— Don’t be shy, let him watch.

He turned Martin onto his side so the worker could see how his cock was sliding into Martin. Martin moaned, feeling his body burning with both shame and arousal.

— Yeah, just like that... — Jack whispered, his thrusts becoming deeper, slower, as if he wanted the worker to see every detail.

The worker, without saying a word, slowly walked to the table, took the money, and, after one last glance at them, left, closing the door behind him.

— See? He liked it, — Jack laughed, his voice full of confidence.

Martin couldn’t respond, his body trembling with pleasure. Jack started moving again, his thrusts deeper, faster. Martin felt his body responding to every movement, his moans growing louder, his fingers digging into the sheets.

— I’m gonna cum, — Jack exhaled, his voice trembling with tension.

— Please, not inside... — Martin begged softly, but Jack couldn’t stop.

His movements became even more intense, his hips pressing against Martin with every thrust. Suddenly, he froze, his body tensing, and Martin felt the hot cum filling him. Jack groaned, his hands holding Martin tightly, not letting him move.

— Oh god... — Jack whispered, his breathing ragged.

When he pulled out, cum began to leak out of Martin, dripping onto the sheets. Martin felt his body trembling with a mix of shame and pleasure.

They started to get dressed, but the cum kept leaking, leaving wet spots on the jeans Martin was putting on. He blushed even more, feeling his body still burning from what had just happened.