Phutabl jk umr ka antar pilla apman (m4m samlaingik diyo kahani)

Without speaking a word, Andrew pulls his fat penis from his shorts.

He stands and begins slowly waving the hard pole in front of my face.

My eyes follow it from side to side like it's a ***** pendulum.

I can't look away. His scent gradually begins wafting toward me.

The heavy, boyish smell of jock sweat fills my lungs as my anxiety gradually melts away.