I can tell. [Koby happily leans in for that kiss, his glasses jostled a bit on his nose. Huffing in mild annoyance, he pushes them up on top of his head, so they're not in the way.
Then, red-faced, red-eared:] Everything. I've thought about -- your hands, your mouth. Your. Everything. [His hands are already straying back, fingers sliding up the length of Luffy's dick, curiously.] Inside.
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Then, red-faced, red-eared:] Everything. I've thought about -- your hands, your mouth. Your. Everything. [His hands are already straying back, fingers sliding up the length of Luffy's dick, curiously.] Inside.