If you want a show...
Axe's large tan hand moves away from my side and drifts down below the
indented V on his lower stomach.
I watch with fascination as his hand wraps around his cylinder that is almost
some sort of animal of it's own. He grabs just above the huge inflated, but still
wrinkled ball sack that stores all his white hot c*m which seems to already be
leaking out of the top of his creased mushroom like head.
He pulls the length to his stomach and let's it go, causing the shaft to bounce
back and forth hypnotically. My heart races watching him grab it more firmly
this time. He squeezes himself and begins to rub at what looks to be a furious
pace and a with hefty force.
After a minute, I can feel the wetness soaking through my panties as I watch
until I can't anymore
