His Word Hits Close to Home

His words hit me close to home.

I am starting to feel a growing arousal.

I can't stop staring at his naked body.

Face keeps on playing around with his dick, locking his eyes with me.

The lust and hunger in them is apparent.

He starts to move his hands slowly, stroking his shaft.

The scene makes my knees weak.

I feel my heart hammering in my chest.

My body feels so warm and flushed.

"See, you don't want me, don't you?"

Without thinking, I begin to nod.

"Such a loser.

You should have some self-control."

"Good.

Come on, let's have a little fun."

Face beckons me towards him with his free hand.

I approach him, unsure but eager.

His gaze is captivating.

He grabs my hand and approaches it towards his shaft.

Before I can react, he places my hand on his hard throbbing hook.

The heat and buzz of it is electrifying.

He lets out a moan.

His body shudders.

My heart races.

His skin is so smooth.

His skin is so smooth.

So warm.

His muscles flex under his shaft's flesh.

The feeling of his cock in my hand is ************.

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