<span style="color: #8000FF"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-size: 200%; line-height: 116%;">My mask is there to protect you....</span><span style="font-size: 100%; line-height: 116%;">and me</span></span></div></span><br/><br/><br/>Johnathan smirked. "Such a naughty naughty little boy. You love to have your penis stroked by another man." He purred and laughed a little. "Now now if you fight you may get hurt if you pull or move the wrong way." He whispered as he licked up Widow's neck. "I can't for us to do the next thing. You will see that I can show some mercy." He whispered. He chuckled when Widow shot his load onto the floor. "Very naughty boy indeed. You enjoyed that." He whispered. before pulling out of the boy. He pulled him to the bed and made Widow lay with him. "Now I want us to kiss while we stroke each other. No pain involved, just pure touching." He whispered and smiled.<br/><br/><br/><span style="color: #8000FF"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-size: 200%; line-height: 116%;">My mask is there to protect you....</span><span style="font-size: 100%; line-height: 116%;">and me</span></span></div></span>