My hands ran up his muscled arms and around to his lower back. Porn I opened the door and Marshall was standing there with a towel tossed over his shoulder and a sheepish grin on his face. He reached for the panel but saw that I’d already pressed the button for his floor. “Do you need a towel?” I asked reaching for one and seeing he didn’t bring one with him. I pulled it out the hole in the front and the briefs barely expanded to let it all through. Slightly disheartened I followed him. Neither of us seemed to bring up that I hadn’t called the desk yet. “Well, it seems someone’s trying to get me drunk,” he laughed. I grabbed his cock, hard this time, and laughed into his kiss.
