After Club SIXXX: Submission Tactics Part One

Gently brushing his hand over the cheek of my face, his lightly colored skin showing the outlines of his dark tan flesh, “Wow… it’s been awhile…,” Wyatt hissed as he fully opened the doors of the cleaning closet, “it was you making all that noise as Asia and I went at it,” he said, before licking his lips. “Just as I remember,” Wyatt said as he paused, gazing sinisterly into my eyes. “You were watching me from a far… you like to watch don’t you? He asked, ever so teasingly. “I remember the last time I caught you watching me from the crack of my bedroom door, your eyes peering at me as I pumped myself to ejaculation all over your senior class photos,” Wyatt grunted deeply.