Jackson fumbled with the lock on the bathroom door, not realising in his haste that it hadn't quite slid closed. Turning to the toilet, he put down the lid and sat, pulling out his phone and putting in some earbuds as he hunted for some good FTM porn. He'd come in to work today, on a new assignment to assist someone cataloguing a library of old books, and one look at his temporary boss had told him he was in trouble. He h...

Robyn stripped quickly in their bedroom, running their hands down their muscular torso, feeling the wetness of their vagina. Jackson's cock felt like it would fit just fine in their own ass, but they also needed to fuck his. That was where the drawer of toys came in handy, and Robyn selected a nicely shaped, vibrating, strap-on, along with some lube. As they placed them on the nightstand, they heard Jackson enter behind t...

Jackson awoke to the soft scratch of nails in his chest hair and looked down to see Robyn making swirls with their fingers. “How long did we sleep?” he asked, stifling a yawn. “Couple of hours,” they replied, tilting their head up to look at him. “Hungry?” “Yeah, for a few things.” Jackson grinned and swatted their butt. Robyn gasped slightly, "Oh, more of that , please. But food first. Pizza?” Jackson nodded and they mad...