Easing Distraction - Masturbate Andram - Pt 7
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I’ve been hearing thru the that one of our athletes had been a little unmotivated as of late. When I detected the jock in question was Masturbate Andram, I knew there would be a personal sesh in our future. Having dealt with this guy before, I knew exactly how to grab his attention.I called him in. As we went over several items for him to improve on, I could witness why the other coaches were having difficulties. His eyes were glued to his phone—an immediate crimson flag. So, naturally, I took his smartphone from his hands, only to discover that this lengthy standing distraction was porn. Gay porn. From the screen grinned a fellow pumping his lengthy cock. I looked at Jack’s phone, half in shock and half in curiosity.“Do we need ...“Do we need to get you off?”, I asked him. Watching him sitting there in his small shorts, lengthy socks and a bony t-shirt reminded me of the last time we had a personal teaching session. The smell of sweat coming off his assets and slightly damp t-shirt was enough to keep me distracted. Positioning myself in his shoes, I suppose I’d get dissipated too—what with sustained close contact with our mature coaches and very active members.“Yeah,” he said with nervous anticipation. He moved his assets toward me. Suddenly, we were together; he tasted like gatorade as his tongue swirled in my mouth. He savored me. I found myself almost salivating, remembering the last time he slammed that purrfectly meaty man meat of his into my unflinching hole.He rested his entire assets on my lap as we commenced stripping each other. My huge palms traced the slender muscles of his thin body, following the lines of sweat kicking off to shape during our session. My forearm instinctively grabbed his man meat thru his shorts; he was already rock-hard just by being in close contact with me. I couldn’t help thinking how disproportionate his huge man meat was to the rest of his slender body. I was consumed by the devised him inwards me, ramming his man meat over and over until my slot was completely used.The anticipation alone almost put me over the edge, so I expedited the process. I dug my forearm under the waistband of his cut-offs and secured Jack’s solid cock. My patience grew bony as I shoveled it out from the side, not bothering to completely unclothe him from the sweaty strap. His own nethers bounced up and down once liberated of the cage. His pheromones packed the air and my instincts became nothing brief of carnal.The next moments are hazy; all I can recall was that I completely gave up my slot to Jack. It was his. He possessed it and he could do absolutely anything he wished to it. He shoveled his huge man meat in with the of a world-class athlete. The feeling of him exerting himself into me will be forever imprinted in my mind as I lay in couch every night going forward.Jack’s yelling penniless my trance. He grew louder as his pumping became quicker, harder. His man meat hammer the walls of my slot and, with one ginormous grunt, I could feel the pressure of his stream filling me up. He squirted until his cream blasted out from the entrance. I overflowed with his red-hot youthful seed. It served as farther lubricant as he shoveled himself back inwards me for one last thrust.At this point, I can tell that distractions are something Masturbate shouldn’t work on alone. In fact, I think we can solve his attention issues together…
I’ve been hearing thru the that one of our athletes had been a little unmotivated as of late. When I detected the jock in question was Masturbate Andram, I knew there would be a personal sesh in our future. Having dealt with this guy before, I knew exactly how to grab his attention.I called him in. As we went over several items for him to improve on, I could witness why the other coaches were having difficulties. His eyes were glued to his phone—an immediate crimson flag. So, naturally, I took his smartphone from his hands, only to discover that this lengthy standing distraction was porn. Gay porn. From the screen grinned a fellow pumping his lengthy cock. I looked at Jack’s phone, half in shock and half in curiosity.“Do we need ...“Do we need to get you off?”, I asked him. Watching him sitting there in his small shorts, lengthy socks and a bony t-shirt reminded me of the last time we had a personal teaching session. The smell of sweat coming off his assets and slightly damp t-shirt was enough to keep me distracted. Positioning myself in his shoes, I suppose I’d get dissipated too—what with sustained close contact with our mature coaches and very active members.“Yeah,” he said with nervous anticipation. He moved his assets toward me. Suddenly, we were together; he tasted like gatorade as his tongue swirled in my mouth. He savored me. I found myself almost salivating, remembering the last time he slammed that purrfectly meaty man meat of his into my unflinching hole.He rested his entire assets on my lap as we commenced stripping each other. My huge palms traced the slender muscles of his thin body, following the lines of sweat kicking off to shape during our session. My forearm instinctively grabbed his man meat thru his shorts; he was already rock-hard just by being in close contact with me. I couldn’t help thinking how disproportionate his huge man meat was to the rest of his slender body. I was consumed by the devised him inwards me, ramming his man meat over and over until my slot was completely used.The anticipation alone almost put me over the edge, so I expedited the process. I dug my forearm under the waistband of his cut-offs and secured Jack’s solid cock. My patience grew bony as I shoveled it out from the side, not bothering to completely unclothe him from the sweaty strap. His own nethers bounced up and down once liberated of the cage. His pheromones packed the air and my instincts became nothing brief of carnal.The next moments are hazy; all I can recall was that I completely gave up my slot to Jack. It was his. He possessed it and he could do absolutely anything he wished to it. He shoveled his huge man meat in with the of a world-class athlete. The feeling of him exerting himself into me will be forever imprinted in my mind as I lay in couch every night going forward.Jack’s yelling penniless my trance. He grew louder as his pumping became quicker, harder. His man meat hammer the walls of my slot and, with one ginormous grunt, I could feel the pressure of his stream filling me up. He squirted until his cream blasted out from the entrance. I overflowed with his red-hot youthful seed. It served as farther lubricant as he shoveled himself back inwards me for one last thrust.At this point, I can tell that distractions are something Masturbate shouldn’t work on alone. In fact, I think we can solve his attention issues together…
Added: 2023-11-19 • Views: 5 • Duration: 20:44