Lucian:
I walked back to my room with my heavy c**k still dripping inside my trousers. It was still hard, throbbing and pulsing under my shorts.
I whined at the door and it opened, while I held my c**k like gravity would pull it off my waist if I was a little less careful.
I stood in front of the mirror as I pulled off my shorts.
Fuck!
So f*****g heavy.
The way it slapped against my thighs very hard, red c**k prints plastered on my skin. My breathing became louder as I remembered the way the big c**k resting heavily between my legs was sliding inside her sweet p***y.
My balls were just as fat as a pillow… thick and round… and I just wanted her to suck hell out of it.
But she wasn't there. She was in the kitchen preparing a meal for the family when all I needed was to eat her p***y
