I was lying in bed, panting heavily, my chest undulating like a wave. He got out of bed and stood by the bed, and then quickly put on his pants. his trousers bulging out and almost bursting.
“May I?” he asked, grabbing my hand as I was about to reach into his pants.
“No, I can handle it myself,” I replied. He took off his shirt, revealing his thick chest hair covered in fine sweat, and his perfectly sculpted muscles glistening in the light.
He left the room topless, leaving me puzzled by his behavior. Curiosity drove me to follow him and see how he would satisfy his s****l needs. I wrapped the sheets around me and walked out of the room.
The sound of running water came from the bathroom, and I saw him coming out wrapped in a white bath towel. He passed me and took a bottle of whisk
