''It's getting late. I need to be cautious and stay hidden before the night. I can make my escape after the sun sets and then I will be free'' // Art by me
You walked back into the living room with the drink that your mom made you get for me, only to find me rubbing the head of my cock up and down her wet slit. I turned to you with a smirk and said, "Just leave it on the coffee table."