“Hey, Cason!” Brandon’s big elbow nudged him. Xnxx He drained his drink. I can’t program a coffee pot, much less fix a car.” He took another drink of his mocha, then sighed. Brandon’s eyes flared open wide and he shuddered. Even for one of those informal gatherings Page had pushed limits. He closed Page’s mouth with one hand under his chin and then kissed him, slowly giving him his drink. “Remember, don’t move.” Brandon picked up the water bottle and took a drink. “No.” He polished off his beer. It filled a driving force inside him. His friend looked down at Page who had turned away and was staring out at the dance floor. “You good?” Brandon asked. The brat had a thing for gags. He was damn sure the sub’s tongue was going to get a whole other type of workout that night.
