卡通角色扮演红发女孩达芙妮一边挑逗和吮吸她的假阳具，一边给出一些火辣的打手枪指令

His hands were broad, calloused from years of practice and lifting weights, but they moved with a surprising gentleness as he lathered me up. I gasped—loudly. And then there was his low hanging dick, bigger than any I had seen in person. I tried to focus on my own chest, scrubbing at it like it might somehow transform into something worthy of comparison. He started at my shoulders and focused on the parts of the center of my back that were hardest to reach. I gasped—loudly. “Dude, turn around. It’s a thing here.”

I obeyed, turning my butt toward him and facing the wall like I’d been scolded in gym class. And then it happened. My cock twitched uncontrollably, still leaking pre-cum, as his thumb continued to work me open. Soap. My cock twitched uncontrollably, still leaking pre-cum, as his thumb continued to work me open. My older brother wrestled, and I observed him over the years as it cemented his confidence. No such luck. He’d seen me looking. Soap. My older brother wrestled, and I observed him over the years as it cemented his confidence. I turned my water to cold, hoping to shock myself back to some version of normal. Dear God, please don’t let me be gay, I thought, repeating it like a mantra. I was screaming internally.