And then there was the way her perky young t**s were threatening to pull out of her well-stretched top. Her n*****s were hard as little pebbles and he couldn't get the idea of sucking them out of his mind.
Not much more of this and he was suddenly spewing c*m right onto the living room floor.
After, he snuck away as quickly and quietly as he could, going to rinse his body off in the outdoor shower. He didn't even care about leaving thick drops of c*m all over the floor at the end of the couch. Angel probably wouldn't even notice them and he could clean them up later on. Naked, he carried his clothes back inside, passing by the couch on the way to the hall toward his room where he finished drying off and getting dressed.
Roman didn't know what to do with himself now. He couldn't believe
