“f**k,” I grunt as I lean forward against the tile of the shower and milk my c**k.
I’m so f*****g hard, but no matter how much I c*m, it won’t go down. Ever since Lexi sent me that picture of her last night, I haven’t been able to go soft. It wasn’t even anything s****l really, but the way her eyes looked at the camera, I could only imagine what it would be like to have that gaze on me. Over me, under me, begging for me to take her harder and deeper.
That’s how I got into this position in the first place. Finally, the last of my c*m spurts out, and I duck my head under the spray of the shower and wash my body. I turn the water as cold as I can stand it, but my c**k is still hard and heavy as it juts out in front of me. What the f**k is happening to my d**k? It’s like nothing will satisfy
