Jack sprawls out on the bed as he watches Poison struggle with his boots. He curls one hand around his dick, stroking slowly.
"This isn't how i pictured my morning going," he says. "I was going to text you when I get home."
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Date: 2016-05-31 02:50 am (UTC)Jack sprawls out on the bed as he watches Poison struggle with his boots. He curls one hand around his dick, stroking slowly.
"This isn't how i pictured my morning going," he says. "I was going to text you when I get home."