He should be sleeping soundly.
I mustered my courage and slipped my right hand into my underwear, feeling my wetness. I felt around my c******s, hoping to gain some pleasure, but at the same time, I worried that Tyrone would wake up immediately.
Perhaps due to years of facing dangerous situations, Tyrone has an animal-like instinct; he wakes up on his own when he senses someone approaching.
Even when he's this exhausted.
As my breathing grew more rapid, Tyrone suddenly opened his eyes, and I accidentally locked eyes with him.
"What's wrong?"
Tyrone's expression was still drowsy, but he propped himself up and looked down at me.
I quickly hid my right hand behind my back to keep him from noticing anything off. I hurriedly stood up, and Tyrone's gaze followed me, moving upward until he
