Atlas Wolfe
It was like a bang. The sticky and slightly warm substance was spurting out of me continuously as I inevitably reached my climax.
As hard as I tried to stop, my body was doing its natural thing and I couldn’t control it.
Even when Suri f*****g Nightingale was standing right there, watching me from the hallway.
Well, the bloody fireworks definitely started much earlier for her and she had just gotten the best seat in the house.
“Oh my god, I’m so sorry!” She said, and I could tell the tone in her voice meant she was embarrassed and panicking.
I was an i d i o t for not closing my door. I had forgotten all about it as I just walked in and got distracted with the movie, but what’s done is done, and by done I mean somebody saw me reach a f*****g good climax.
It was comp
