Ford's Pov
The door haven't even closed properly behind Sawyer before I ripped my sweats down. Now naked, my thick c**k sprang free, head shiny with precum.
I stalked back to the kitchen, c**k swinging heavily, the prominent veins lining my steely pipe pulsing.
The olive oil was just right there on the counter and I snatched it up, and got to work.
"f**k!! " I groaned, stroking my hot c**k, hip balancing on the island.
I tried to dig up past flings I've f****d. My brain tried to push out t**s, cunts, soft bodies, but nothing stuck.
All that flooded my head was Sawyer. That soft chest of his, the way his fat ass jiggled so obscenely in those loose pants.
"Hmmm..... f**k!!!!" Dumping more oil on my shaft and stroking myself roughly.
I tried to shake off the image but I just c
