“Tyler, what the…” My gaze drifts from her to the video still playing. “Stroking one out to your video, what’s it looks like I’m doing?” I ask, pumping on my cock a few more times. My pulse is in overdrive, and I feel like a shady shit, but I would never let her know it. “Now,” I motion her away with the hand that has been fondling my balls, “if you’d go back to your shower so I can finish…” Her cheeks redden as her eyes stray back to my phone.
