Cerita Dewasa Gigolo Novels & Stories

His whole demeanor is dripping sex, and dude hasn’t even gotten started. “Whoa,” I say. He cocks his head, his hands starting to unbutton his vest. “Tell me your name, pretty.” “Um,” I say, watching as he peels the vest off and swivels his hips. “Don’t you want to tell me?” he coos. Okay, he’s good. “Gabriel.” “Gabriel,” he repeats, and the way he says it almost turns me on. I shake my head and focus.