Spicy Lollipop: 30 different short erotica.
I watched as he pulled out all her stuff and slid it over to the side before crawling under while laying on his back, and I couldn’t help but stare at his legs, specifically his crotch.
“Definitely broken.” He said, and at first I thought he was referring to his pussy because I smiled, not caring. I could see an outline of his cock and fuck, I wanted it.
“Darrel, I think I need some pipe tape. Did we bring it in?” I heard Benjamin ask, and behind me, Darrel, the second guy chuckled, letting me know that he saw me staring at his partner’s cock.
I wanted to crawl into a hole and die.