Javier closed the bedroom door to give Naomi privacy while she spoke to her mother. He grabbed his c**k and shifted it in his pants, a move aped by Ethan.
"Dammit, how much longer are we going to suffer, Javier? You heard her downstairs, she wanted us."
"She wanted out c***s. We need her to want our hearts and souls." What a change from a few days ago when all Javier thought he'd ever need was a warm p***y to sink into.
"I still don't see how torturing ourselves is helping," Ethan grumbled as they headed back downstairs.
"By showing her that her needs are more important than ours, we are laying the foundation for trust, my friend."
"Whatever. Trust won't matter if our d***s fall off first."
"If that happens, then we'll become oral experts. I wouldn't worry though. I don't think it w
