I let out a sigh and arched my back slightly to increase the pressure of my c**k against the ruler. The current situation with Grace almost touching my c**k and the sounds of Hailey being pleasured by two black men had me close to orgasm.
Suddenly, the pressure of the ruler was gone, replaced by the thwack of plastic on my skin and a shot of pain from my balls.
"I'm not here to jerk off your tiny cock." Grace reprimanded me with a tone as sharp as the slap she had just administered with the ruler. She returned to her seat, leaving me standing, naked, in the middle of the room, desperate to c*m.
The silence that had fallen between Grace and me was filled with the noises from behind the closed door of the bedroom or, more accurately, from my wife. Hailey's moans had now turned into rhythm
