Daniel’s POV
“Jeez, Daniel, stop thinking about anything.”
Russell had a different effect on me. While I was sitting on the sofa and she was kneeling on the floor before me and treating the wound caused by that sneaky crab, I couldn’t help but feel my body heating up. I could feel Russell’s hand shaking as she lifted my shaft slightly to apply medicine to the wound on my balls.
“I don’t think about anything,” I said. “That’s just the effect you have on me.”
“Don’t fool me, Daniel. Your “thing” is like steel in its hardness, so don’t say you don’t think about anything.” She growled at me.
“Nothing,” I said. “Don’t tighten your grip, and don’t move your hand too much,” I said. “It feels good, you know.” Russell raised an eyebrow. “Oh! Jesus!” I exclaimed as she pressed the cotton on the
