DAMIEN
‘f**k me!’
Nicho’s right hand unzipped my trousers until it was at my knees.
Then he focused on the fabric of my briefs, pulling it down just a little, almost freeing my c**k and balls. I squirmed at his grip.
Slowly, he started kissing the back of my neck and my shoulders. I cursed at how much this was getting me aroused. The more Nicho treated me like a s*x object, the more I felt like acting like one.
‘Nicho,’ I gasped as he pulled out my c**k. I was already exposed at the front.
He let go of me for a moment and pulled down his zipper and I watched as his full-length c**k sprung out of his trousers.
I began to salivate as my eyes glided to the door, which was still half—open. The thought of being caught crept into my mind, making me feel like a rebellious teenager having s
