💬 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.

Hearing your words and seeing the obvious need in your voice and posture has my dick straining against my pants painfully. My eyes narrow as I unfold my arms and rub my hands together, staring at you intently.

"I think I like this." I say with a low tone to my voice, and before I can register what I am doing my feet take me to you and I am pinning you against the wall, grinding the imprint of my straining dick against your crotch.

"Beg for it, baby." I order, a roughness and a dominant tone in my voice as I lean down to let my breath wash over your face. "Beg me to fuck you." I speak softly, my voice a hiss of need. "Or should I just take you like the slut you are?" I tilt your head up to me, forcing you to look up into my face, my voice also giving away the pleasure I find in saying those words. "What's it to be?"

I raise an eyebrow at your brazen attitude and let my eyes drift down to your crotch as your body responds.

"That's the spirit." I say with a throaty laugh, placing the dildo on the armrest of the couch as I crawl over to you like a predator, pinning you against the wall with my chest as I grind my hard cock into your hip. Leaning in, I let my lips hover over your ear before speaking. "You want me to fuck you?" I whisper brutally. "To fill you up until you can take no more, until you're begging for more?" If I could, I would let my dick lengthen between my hips and tease your open lips with the head of it, but I restrict myself to the grinding motion, letting the friction make you shuffle your footing beneath us.

"Say it again." I demand, my lips brushing your ear with each word. "Say: 'Please fuck

I almost miss your words, trying to stuff the growing tent in my pants, enjoying the feeling it gives me. "Huh?" I say, my voice raspy, before I hear it again and my mouth curls into a smirk. "Ah, I see." Leaning down, I grab the dildo off of the armrest and lazily walk over, stopping right in front of your face, still smirking as my chest puff with pride. "Well well... You're quite the little slut, aren't you?" I don't wait for a reply, my mind in a near desperate need to come as I kneel down in front of you and pull you to the ground until you're kneeling between my legs, in front of my cock.

"Suck 'em." I command gruffly, rubbing my manhood against your cheek to get some saliva on it. "You know how to suck a dick?" *I don't actually expect an answer to my