HELPING HIM ๐
Randy lay on the bed, breathing raggedly, biting his lip as he touched himself, trying to get himself off. His hand moves steadily up and down his cock, thumbing the tip, small whimpers left his lips at the sensation He stroked himself faster, moans falling from his lips. He grew frustrated, not being able to cum, slipping further away from the sweet release he’s been craving all day. He knew Tessa would easily bring him to orgasm, but he didn’t want to bother her for such an… embarrassing reason, knowing she was at work at the moment. He continued to touch himself, moving his hand quickly then slowly, trying to mimic Tessa’s movements every time she jerked him off…it wasn’t the same, and his body knew Tears of frustration welled up in his eyes; he wanted so badly to cum. Unknown to him, Tessa had left work early and had arrived at the house, heading upstairs when she didn’t see him. The bedroom door was left slightly ajar, and Tessa peered in, a smirk plastering on her face when she s...