Antoni wordlessly grumbled his complaint, pulling back with a small pout and a frown.
"Clothes off then," he huffed, hand still round his own cock. "Come on, need you. Want you..."
Jakob needed to get out of there, the room dedicated to the union of Elias and Andre. His suit was mussed, and his hair untied so it swung in tangled waves to his shoulders. He pushed away from the bar, leaving the hall and the building, desperate for fresh air. He should get a taxi or something, go home or- well, anywhere but here. Or perhaps he should walk, clear his head...
"Clothes off then," he huffed, hand still round his own cock. "Come on, need you. Want you..."
Jakob needed to get out of there, the room dedicated to the union of Elias and Andre. His suit was mussed, and his hair untied so it swung in tangled waves to his shoulders. He pushed away from the bar, leaving the hall and the building, desperate for fresh air. He should get a taxi or something, go home or- well, anywhere but here. Or perhaps he should walk, clear his head...
June 17th, 2016 at 04:07pm