Filed under: Masturbation
laying on my stomach in bed with one eye open i stare over at E. it seems when he is relaxed in bed he gets a wonderful hard on. i can see him stroking it slowly under the tented covers.
“you’re hard, i wanna see,” i whisper.
he pushes the covers away so i could watch him slowly stroke his hardness up and down. i would take short grabs at it, rub it up and down a few times and let him proceed. i could not stop touching it as i would grab it after he would make several strokes. i love seeing and feeling a hard cock. the more he played with his cock the harder and bigger it got. my cunt twitched at the sight.
“mmmmm you’re so hard,” i purr as i take another grab.
i let go and watch him.
“grab it and squeeze it,” i requested.
he grabbed it and squeezed it for me. i reached over and grabbed it and put my finger nails to his hard on.
“hey, hey be careful,” he lowly growls.
i smirk a little and grind into the bed a little.
“suck my cock,” he whispers as he strokes almost ready to greet my mouth with his cock.
“i can’t baby, i’m so tired,” i respond quietly.
he thrusts upward a little as he continued to stroke and squeeze. i watched him lazily play with himself. i would have joined or engaged him more hadn’t i been so exhausted from my day. i never get tired of watching a man stroke his cock.
i fell asleep with a vision of a hard cock that i should not have let gone to waste.
shame on me.
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