Steven hit me up because he wanted some new photos for Instagram. We had hung out once before and the sexual tension could be cut with a knife... so unfortunately we didn't get many Instagram appropriate photos, but fortunately he really wanted me to breed him (and the feeling was mutual). Once he slid his sweatpants down and spread his cheeks, we both knew we weren't taking anymore photos. I dove in like it was my last meal. Steven is the kind of insatiable bottom who will just lie back and watch his top please himself with his hole — my favorite kind of bottom. He literally just watched me use him up until we both busted our loads at the same time.