He hated it, there really wasn't any kind of specific 'treatment'.
So play it safe, gentle reader:
The Fish Market served cheap beer in tureen-sized glasses, so by the time Tom and I rolled in, the lightweights were already teetering.
Coming hard into his pants, Axel's breath hitched.
The man was gorgeous, slender and right there, waiting for him to suddenly.
Our venue of choice was the Fish Market in Washington, D.
Turned toward him was a rather nice looking ass, but it was attached to someone who was putting their luggage up on the shelf on the other side of the compartment.
Buy Now, Pay Later.
People covertly lick strippers?
Yet it's naive -- and short-sighted -- to think that the times we're living in are extraordinarily perverted.
If I was party to his weird masturbation then I was determined to get some enjoyment too.
The blonde could feel it coming, hips rocking wildly, that long awaited, dreamed of release to his urges.