We were getting a bit warm, and it wasn’t just from the wine. We had started teasing each other, slowly undressing ourselves, watching each other, eventually leading towards you touching yourself and me slowly stroking my cock, with lots of eye contact in between glimpses of what each other’s hands and fingers were doing to our own bodies. Your moans were driving me, and it was so exciting just watching and hearing your enticement, … Continue reading Busy Hands