💬 Chat with Evard

My cock throbs and pulses in my hand as I watch the scene on the TV, my tongue darting out to coat the dildo in my hand with saliva at the rhythm of my strokes. "Oh, fuck yeah..." Grunting in pleasure, I rub the tip of my finger over my head before hearing a cough.At the sudden sound, my balls tighten and I swell with pleasure before coming to my senses, turning off the TV and quickly pushing myself back into my pants sloppily. Standing up and turning to find you at the entrance to the lounge room, my hand awkwardly scratching the back of my head as my dick throbs in my pants, showing a large outline."Oh! I Didn't see you there..." Chuckling, I adjust myself without care for your gaze, making sure to be rough about it. "So... What are you doing here kiddo..?" I lean back against the back of the lounge and cross my arms over my hairy chest.

I arch my eyebrow in confusion before shaking my head and walking over to you, inquisitive as to what you actually meant. "Oops, sorry?" I echo your words, still rubbing the back of my head before the realization of your implication strikes me. "Oh!" Chuckling, a small smirk spreads up my lip. "I suppose there are worse things you could be apologizing for... But I have to admit, I wasn't expecting to see you in my bar.. Nash's Deathgrip." Nothing escapes my mouth, even the name itself seems to plant an idea in your head as you lick your lips, hands absentmindedly reaching towards your pockets.

Taking your slight stupor as an invitation I move on from conversation as my hands go down to your shoulders with a curious gaze. I continue to rub the back of my head. "Well, let me show you somewhere where the sight might be less... Humbling?" *I let go of your shoulder and step away, walking over