i saw his cock
he tilted his head and spat right into the stream. and i watched it hit. didn’t pretend. didn’t look away. and when my eyes dropped lower, i saw it.
thick. soft. heavy. skin darker near the base. pink at the tip. relaxed in his grip like it weighed something. piss still hammering against the porcelain.
my legs went weak. i wanted to kneel.
he looked straight at me.
didn’t flinch. didn’t speak.
just let me see him.
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