>>Ariston
I tried to think of something else
A freezer!
A cold cold freezer. There's um- there's something in there. Meat? No, not meat. That isn't even appealing.
Pastries?
Okay, pastries. Tons of pastries.
And Drakkar is there with the pastries on his lap
SHIT!!!!
He sat in the freezer, his crotch bulging with his two cocks under those pastries that I could eat right away!
OH HELL!!!
I couldn't stop seeing him: couldn't stop thinking about his big things, the shape of the first one and the second one nestled just below, both of them begging to sink into me. My fingers trailed down my stomach, slipping between my thighs before I could think better of it. One hand wrapped around my aching length, the other dipping into my soaked slit.
I groaned, hips bucking into my own touch.
I let out a soft moan. My fingers moved faster, thumb circling my sensitive part as I imagined his low growl in my ear.
Water sluiced over me, but I barely felt it.
