I know I'm late but I can't not post this??
The idea of him practicing his dance routine with you. He's beginning to shimmer with sweat as his hips grind into you, a little too closely. And suddenly the routine is abandoned as he holds you against the mirrored wall, as the cock in his pants grows into a hungry python - desperately trying to burrow into you. Rob's teeth are grazing against your neck as he calls you foul, dirty names. His hands are groping all over your body like he's studying you - like you're just another wild animal for him to tame. Until finally, his hot breath reaches your ear and a low, rugged voice speaks:
"Knees."










