You part your thighs, tracing shapes on your honey pot. You’re tapping your shiny bean, as you glisten below.
I watch and play along with slick pre-cum, waiting to feel you on my shaft.
You slip your fingers deep inside. I watch you flow, thick and clear. You raise your head, eyes aflame.
Our fingers matched, both a blur.
You stare and arch your spine, trembling in pleasure. A silent scream, that look of lust. Your fingers are now within your mouth. It’s all too much.
With a mighty grunt, I watch your grin, my seed slaps my window.
