"Honey ...."
It's so annoying, my goodness, her voice, her sentences, even her body language, the girl never wants to leave my room at all. Even now she comes out of the dressing room with a different appearance. She's in a sexy blue dress and high heels, also tying her hair somewhat high so I can see her slender neck.
Oh wait wait ... How can she change clothes after being in my dressing room? Did she already put her clothes there?
"Hey!" I immediately point to her standing in front of me, right beside the bed. "Why do you have those clothes in my dressing room? Did you bring a lot of clothes here?" I ask impatiently.
"Yeah, of course," she replies with a smile, then turns slightly to show off her slightly sexy butt. Ugh, that doesn't attract my attention at all but rather disgusts me. She looks more like a slut!
"Do you like me wearing this dress?"
"No ... It makes you look like a slut!"
"Really?"
"Yeah ... I don't like you like that!" I quickly get off the bed, take off my clothes, and throw them in any direction, then walk towards the bathroom adjacent to the dressing room.
"So, what kind of appearance do you want from me? Do you want me to dress modestly like a nun? But I think like this is better ... I know you'll be horny."
She keeps babbling behind me, and I'm feeling too lazy to respond.
"Brandon!"
Suddenly she blocks my path, forcing me to stop near the wide glass wardrobe that reflects our shadows. She touches my chest, then embraces my neck and smiles teasingly. Does she think I'll be tempted?
I just keep my head straight, staring at her with hatred.
"Anyway, I'm not wearing panties," she says.
"And do you think I'll like it?"
"I know you don't like it but ..." she grabs my hand and directs it to the lower part of her body precisely in front of her pussy. "I think you'll like it when you touch it ..."
I take a deep breath, somehow feeling nervous now especially seeing her slightly beautiful lips with a natural color, leading me into wild sexual expectations, but Victoria's image has saved me so I immediately pull my hand away.
"Don't act like a slut!" I push her away, then walk towards the bathroom door. "Don't bother me, it's lucky I'm not dragging you out of here!" I assert and slam the door shut.
Brakk ...
In the bathroom, my gaze feels empty and my body feels very hot. This is crazy, she can make me lose control because it's been so long since I've had sex or masturbated, and I won't do it except with Victoria.
"I have to be able to control myself!"
I affirm to myself, quickly taking off my pants to underwear and placing them on the sink table, then moving down to the shower, reaching out my hand to turn on the machine until cold water starts to wet my body.
Cold, and very horny, I touch my own body, occasionally biting my lower lip while glancing at my handsome and beautiful manhood, slightly hairy until I imagine it penetrating Victoria's beautiful pussy. Yes, I remember, I never forget how it looks, and feels, I want it now.
"Oh, damn!"
I can't help it, quickly grabbing soap to lather my palms. Quickly I massage my hard manhood, moving my hands back and forth, stroking it while imagining Victoria's pretty face.
"Oh ... My girl ... You've left me like this for too long. Agh!"
Hard, my body getting hotter until I slide down to sit on the floor, leaning against the wall while continuing to stroke my manhood.
"Victoria ... Ugh, baby!"
I close my eyes, imagining her beautiful body: Her smooth skin, her slightly plump breasts, then her soft sigh, imagining how wild she was in bed with me five years ago. Slowly it feels like I need to pee, my body spasming as I stroke my manhood faster, and finally, a lot of thick white semen spurts out onto the floor along with water.
"Oh my God ... Emmhb ... Damn!"
"Aghh!"
I exhale deeply, resting my head with closed eyes.
"Victoria ... I need you ..."
Drettt ... drett ...
The sound of the phone still in my pants on the sink table distracts me. I crawl to grab it out of the water's reach and then answer the call.
"David?"
"I failed ... Your mother got angry and won't pay me this month ... From now on I'm no longer her confidant," David explains with a resigned tone. "Sorry ..."
I exhale sharply. "Then you don't need to be my mother's confidant anymore and don't expect money from her. Now you should still keep being my right hand ... Don't think about my mother. She's just selfish and evil!"
"But it will be dangerous for you and Victoria."
"What do you mean?"
"I'm really worried if your mother finds out that you've met her again and she will do something... Or maybe she doesn't know yet but she's starting to suspect, and maybe you should just confess," David explains.
I furrow my brows, thinking that fighting for our relationship now isn't right because she hasn't accepted me again. She might even distance herself from me again when she finds out that my mother still doesn't like her...
"I guess I should pretend not to know about Sophia or Victoria now... I don't want my mother to come to her and scold her and she'll leave me again... That would be bad," I say anxiously.
"So it's better not to make your mother suspicious ... You have to restrain yourself while trying to convince Victoria to come back to you ... And you have to make her unable to refuse, and your mother won't refuse her either. So when you're together, there won't be conflicts like before, it could be very bad for Sophia," David replies, his suggestion disappoints me because in reality, I can't meet Victoria and Sophia as I please.
"Alright ..."
"Maybe you should pretend to accept Aurora."
"That slut. Whether I accept her or not, she'll continue to be here," I say bluntly, then end the call and place my phone on the sink table.
I exhale heavily, looking at myself naked on the floor, and there are a lot of my seeds scattered on the floor.
"This is disgusting ... I feel like an unattractive man ... I don't have a girl to accept my seeds!" I say angrily, quickly standing up and increasing the volume of the shower to drench my body again.