The Masked Pornstar At Majesty Academy
The way Laken carried me in his arms, the way he kept a straight face as he walked, the rising and falling of his chest—everything.
“You’re so strong Superman, carrying me all the way to my dormitory like a big bad wolf. Aarrh!”
I could hear him chuckle, his chest vibrating as he did that.
“Well, I do work out so I guess that helps. I’m glad I could be your Superman,” his face twisted in a visible smile. Despite how hazy my vision was, I could see how radiant it was. Thinking about it, Laken has the most beautiful smile with a perfect set of white teeth.