It was hard to stimulate it, anyway, since it was so hard. XXX “Will it hurt?”
He didn’t reply to my question at all. I could feel my face expression breaking into a terrible, worried frown.
Oh, god, I was having a panic attack. Not even if the both of us wanted to. I liked the way he pushed forward as fast and as hard as he could. It felt… I wondered how HE had felt. I quickly let go of his head, blushing, as I realized what had just happened. I was afraid that if I didn’t get SOME sort of comfort soon, I wouldn’t be able to control myself afterwards and probably do something stupid like fuck the next guy who appeared in front of me. I kept peeling back the skin on the head of his cock while looking up at him. The well-toned arms that seemed to be too big for that long-sleeved work shirt he wore. I couldn’t deny that.
