— 𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗻.

ㅤ ㅤ ㅤㅤ — ɢᴀʟʟᴀɢʜᴇʀ, ᴏᴡᴇɴ. — ㅤ ㅤ

—; gettin' hot.

—; thick thighs do what?

—; heart eyes

—; he can be your bull.

—; big boy

—; sunlight

—; could be yours

Hips do indeed roll and thrust his large cock into that willing fist, humming as he pulled softly on that hair and looked down at Atticus. "You better get down and get it wet then..." He growls.

// his"

Rolling his eyes playfully, snaking s hand up Atticus' back to curl around the back of that neck and lean down for a kiss. Huge cock throbbing between is legs...

"Or the main meal, if you like sausage..." He says with a laugh.

Looking down at his exposed cock. "....not exactly in a wine and dine type of outfit."

Perhaps he could.

—;

—; big

—; got some of the reader's cum on his chest.

—; golden skin.

bold words. owen is quite the free spirit...

he thinks so?

—; living in the sun.