KinkOnly A ManHe tells me that he’d just like me to enjoy it; that what we were talking about earlier is true and he intends to prove it. And I don’t know; maybe it’s the cocktails or The Connaught, but I slide back onto the sheets and tell him that I don’t believe it at all and he should try to prove me wrong.
“Challenge accepted,” he mutters and renews his grip on my dick.
