[ he's come about twice in the last two hours. The date is either going very well, or Billy isnso frustrated it's turned into sexual energy.
His phone dings and he clumsily grabs for it, hand still wrapped around his still hard dick and that sight is all he needs to tumble over the edge. Hips stuttering, head thrown back with a trembling moan.
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His phone dings and he clumsily grabs for it, hand still wrapped around his still hard dick and that sight is all he needs to tumble over the edge. Hips stuttering, head thrown back with a trembling moan.
Fuck. Fuck! ]
Jesus Christ B.