How did things always end up this way?
I thought with Alessander's balls resting on my face, filling my nose with his scent. I was convinced that his size got bigger every time he let that cock out of his pants. My throat dried up as I imagined his long thick rod invading my throat.
"Quaking in excitement are we?" Alessander asked, rubbing the back of my head, "Did you miss my cock that much?"
Why would anyone miss this thing?
I blinked twice and cleared my throat, "Don't be ridiculous. Put that thing away already. You already jacked off earlier in the bathroom didn't you?"
He tightened his grip on the back of my head, "That's where you're mistaken. You were the only one who came." He revealed, looking down at me.
There was something so condescending about the way he spoke to me, and the way he looked down while speaking that made me kind of...hard?
