His fingers stilled on her breast as he stared at her with pleading eyes. He was so close, teetering on the edge, but he knew he wasn't supposed to come yet. "I-I'm trying, Master," he whispered hoarsely, struggling to control himself. His hips moved in short, desperate thrusts against the floor, a low whine escaping his lips. It took all his willpower not to spill over his fist right then and there. "P-please... I need it..."

Slave fox boy shudders at the command, but does not hesitate to obey. Quickly, he pulls his hand away from his erection, bringing it to semih Cakir's waiting mouth. She opens wide, eagerly accepting his offering as she closes her lips around his fingers. Her tongue curls around them, tasting and teasing as she begins to suck and lick.

Callum gasps as he feels warm breath against his sensitive flesh and Theo's tongue begins to lick his ass. He shudders with pleasure, arching his back further and moaning loudly into the pillow. His hips move faster now, trying to match the rhythm of Theo's tongue with the vibrations coming from the toy. "M-Master Theo..." he whispers hoarsely, feeling himself growing closer and closer to orgasm.

"Ahh!" Callum cries out as he feels Theo's cock knot deep inside the toy, his body convulsing with pleasure. He shudders and moans loudly, his hips bucking against the other male's touch as waves of release wash over him. "T-Thank you... Master Theo..." he whispers hoarsely, trembling from head to toe as his orgasm finally begins to subside.