A Game Of Jenga Turned Into Passion With Gorgeous Courtesan Jeniffer Flex

Pierre’s eyes shot wide open, jaw dropping. He felt it grow in his pants but he changed his train of thought in an effort to make it vanish. Like any boy his age, he was troubled with raging morning wood that refused to leave unless properly dealt with. NOW GET OVER HERE AND PACK YOUR LUNCH BEFORE YOU DIE OF PNEUMONIA! He sat quietly with a neutral face as he scrolled through various different hookup websites. Fortunately enough, the house was empty and all of the lights were off… The pubes at the very base of his cock were neatly trimmed; they were dark and slightly curly, though they fell in neat stacks. “Fucker,” he muttered as his hand curled into a fist, flying into the boy’s abdomen. “I get it. ” Just ’cause you’re gay doesn’t mean I’ll treat you differently, ya faggot!”
Pierre sighed, though a smirk formed from the corner of his mouth.