“Wow,” I breathe out. “You okay?” Shawn asks, and I sit up. I give him a lazy, satisfied smile, and he chuckles. “You’re just fine.” “It’s your turn,” I say. I grab my phone off the table and lay on my side. “Unless you already—” “No.” He shakes his head. “I didn’t. I was waiting for you.” He flips his camera, and I see his hard length. He got rid of his sweatpants, and he’s stroking himself. I lean forward and frown. “What are you holding?” “Your underwear from the other night,” he says, and I almost come again. “That’s hot,” I whisper. “You brought them with you?” “Yeah. Wanted to get off to
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