7 ~ I Must f**k You Today.
ANDRADE’s POV
“Andrade… f**k,” I imagined Bryan moaning my name as the masturbator sucked hard on his p***s.
I held back a groan, letting the idea of Bryan moaning my name consume me. My fingers slowly trailed around my abdomen, moving towards my groin.
I slipped my hands in my shorts, finding my warm c**k throbbing in my boxers.
“Yes daddy, f**k me real good, Andrade,” the words echoed in my head in Bryan's voice, making me slowly stroke myself.
My palm glided against my meat in soft strokes, picturing Bryan begging me to take him. My stroking increased as Bryan's voice echoed more in my mind, his scent wafting through my nostrils, making it feel real.
“s**t, I'm going to f**k you so good,” I groaned, stroking even faster.
“Aww, Andrade I'm all wet
