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Monday, March 4, 2024

[SS-1355] Syndicate Aesthetics


SYNDICATE AESTHETICS

The youngest member of the syndicate's core group entered the room where he was supposed to meet the syndicate leader's son.

He was surprised to find that the young man was already inside. He was sitting on a leather couch. He was wearing nothing but briefs and some baggy leather jacket. He looked dapper and sexy.

The member scratched his head, "what is this? And why are you smoking?"

The son smirked at him, "what do you think? Do I look now like a member of a syndicate?" Then he lied down the couch.


The member rolled his eyes, "no. You look like a fetish porn star."

The son frowned, "I don't know what else to do to be worthy to be part of the syndicate. I don't understand why my older brother is his pick."

The member waisted, "you can smoke all you like. But you will still be a good person. You're too smart and kind to be in a syndicate. Your father is right. Someone has to branch out from this illegal business in the family."

The son took off his coat and bore his muscled, ripped body, " do I look like a kind weakling to you?!" Then he puffed smoke again.


Then the son started coughing. It was obvious that he really was not a smoker.

The member sat beside him, "we both know those muscles aren't enough for fight. But they look great though."

The son looked sad, "I just want to spend more time with you and not be scared of my father."

The member touched his chest, "look. I'm gonna be spending as much time as you want. Soon, we'll come out to your father. I'm sure he'll be okay with that."

The son smirked, "and why am I the only one undressed?"

The member chuckled and got naked. He also got a fit body.

They started kissing. Soon, the member was riding the son's cock. He was moaning hoarsely.

"You're the strongest man I know but you're a bitch for my cock," the son said.

"Oohhh yeaahhh... I'm your bitch uh..."


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