The magician faked being surprised as the clone grabbed him ..

The magician faked being surprised as the clone grabbed him by the shoulders and shoved him to his knees. Assuming the position he did every night, the magician arched his back in anticipation for his clone to continue. This was his second favorite part for sure, even if it was his own cock he was being fucked by. The clone winked at the crowd, placing a hand on the magician's back as he licked a finger and slowly entered the digit inside of his master. The finger felt very real, as it always did, and the magician could sense his own erection forming at the sensation. Programming his clone to be a service top should have won him some sort of academic award, but there wasn’t time to dwell on that. The crowd breathed heavily as they knew what was happening next, the groping and fingering amongst themselves becoming even more feverish. The magician didn’t expect to see this much of a reaction from citizens of the Capitol, but knew that if this show was good enough, he and the troupe could eat well tonight. He bucked in response to a second finger entering him- Whoops, needing to pay more attention again. The clone groaned and huffed at his back as the fingers explored deeper; the magician playing up on how good everything felt. This phase was almost done. It was almost time for the real thing. As the clone pulled out his cock, he placed it against the magician's hole, gently sliding it across his ass cheeks. The slow, gentle motions genuinely riled up the spellworker as he ramped up (He WAS doing all the magical programming for this show, why not enjoy himself?) Soon enough he could feel the head of his cock pressing against his hole, and after a slight breath pushed himself inside. The crowd moaned in unison as the magician's own cock worked inside and out of him. The slaps of his ass cheeks thundered across the stage as they both dripped in sweat, the magicians’ cock leaking under him. Being hoisted up by his arms, the clone wrapped his hands around his master's cock, milking him in full view for the crowd’s enjoyment. They both moaned pitifully as they shot their loads, the thick laps of cum slapping against the wood of the stage and into the mouths of those in the lower rows, shooting loads themselves. “CITIZENS of the Capital! Your master of illusion has put on a fantastic show for you this evening, hasn’t he?” The announcer boomed, knowing that at this point the show was pretty much over. The ones who finished clapped excitedly, the clone still holding up the spent magician like some pitifully captured animal. The curtain closed slowly, and soon enough he was alone again. Phew. His legs hurt. Maybe he needed to change the show around. But at least this time he was getting paid. ┉┉┉┉┉┉┉┉┉┉┉┉┉┉┉┉┉┉ ⏏️ Start over: https://onlyfans.com/00000000/thebearwannabe ◀️ Previous Section: https://onlyfans.com/00000000/thebearwannabe ┉┉┉┉┉┉┉┉┉┉┉┉┉┉┉┉┉┉