“But you like it being touched, right?” I asked, skating my fingers across the surface. It felt dense and spongy all at the same time. “Stroked, held, squeezed, sucked, and fucked…” He hissed. “Basically anything you want, but not now.” He knocked my hand away when I covered as much of it as I could with my palm. “Not yet.” His hand went to his cock, stroking his length slowly. “You’re gonna make me blow like some young dickhead.” “Maybe you just need to take the edge off?” I suggested, moving closer, then positioning myself on the edge of the bed, right below his cock. He let out a little
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