I was alone in my hotel room but earlier that day I met Angelo. Everywhere I went, it felt like he followed me. I could feel his eyes watching me as I rinsed myself off in the shower. His eyes trailed down my body as the water cascaded towards my c*ck. I jumped on my bed and modeled every inch of rippling muscle for him. I gave him a close up view of my ass so he could examine my hole. Thinking of him in the room watching me, I was ready to burst.
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