On a late evening, after a week of exploring Istanbul, it became apparent.
Nipples that were craving attention.
I would have to come back for more; there was just not enough time to enjoy and take in the opportunities presented to me.
While I laid there next to a great guy who craved bondage as much as I enjoyed delivering it, feeling his warm, soft and hairy body next to mine. IstanBULL delivered on all accounts, and I was hooked . . .
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