🔞 #dottocest zandik sitting idle and working at his desk while an overstimulated 18 sits next to him, legs spread, as zandik fingers his aching hole and works his overstimulated clit. the older man pays him no mind as he flucuates between the amount of fingers plunging (cont.)

of his drenched cunt. he wrapped his arms around zandik's shoulders, rutting up against him with each weak roll of his body. "ostentatious, insaitable thing..." he hissed, breath tickling 18's ear. "so desperate for the attention of a frail old man such as myself (cont.)

🔞 #dottocest t4t zandik/18 (cont.) "hah...m-move your hips, old man!" "work for it." zandik chided, the edge of his cane coming down hard along 18's angry, reddened hip. the segment's movements stuttered, mouth ajar, grasping the edge of the doctor's desk for support. (cont.)

its evident i have a preference for panttore but a fun dottolone piece would be analyzing pantalone's obsessive need for control and how it bleeds into the bedroom and it ends with dottore slowly showing him that its ok to not be in control for once. in this essay i will