“Hey big boy,” she purred, a smile playing around her mouth. “Aren’t you going to come closer?” “Don’t we hate each other again? I can’t keep up, love,” I said, keeping my voice level and cold. “Your cock says you like me,” she teased, batting those long lashes of hers and I found myself stepping closer.
not wrong. he does speak with his cock like all the other men in this story.
