Panting, he grasps his manhood. Sweat burrowing on his brow.
Throwing his head back, he gives his sausage another tug, then another, then another...
His Pace quickens, as does his breath.
It was coming.
No. No.
He was coming
Until at last; he releases his juices and falls back in a final bliss.
He was done.
ESTÀS LLEGINT
Balls in yo jaw
FanfictionA journey into the life of a very very promiscuous man. What will unfold?
