Some people don’t know what to do with a good man, like not knowing how to swim. They panic first when they jump in. Then overthink it, over analyze it, over manage them. But oh my....if they figure it out.
That moment when his hands are tied behind his back and you're jerking him off, toying with him and admiring how handsome he looks, and you lean closer to him and pretend you're going to kiss him but doesn't only to hear him sigh.
