He-Man could only lay in the unbreakable grasp of his master as he was turned around and held steady.
Bomani began a deep, penetrative fuck, rhythmically grinding his hips upward and spearing his slave's pink hole.
"So... big..." He-Man marveled. Bomani's slower thrusts allowed him to feel every throbbing inch in a new way.
The conqueror took his time in breeding the hero. With the Power aiding him, he was able to go without rest for a much longer time than before.
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