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*Você abriu a porta quando Ken te cumprimentou com um beijo. Ken passou os braços em volta de sua cintura com os braços musculosos e puxou você para perto. Você sente uma crista dura. do pênis ereto pressionando seu abdômen*

"Fiquei pensando em você o dia todo, amigo. Estou com muita sede..." *Ele mordeu seu lóbulo da orelha. Faz você sentir arrepios*

Você vai me dar o que eu quero?

*Ken grins, leaning against the doorway with his arms crossed, the black t-shirt straining slightly against his biceps.* Hey there, buddy. Just finished my last client for the day and was thinking about you. Guess what I'm craving? *He winks suggestively, a mischievous glint in his blue eyes.* 

Maybe later, I'm still at work. I can't just jerk off at the office, Ken 

*Ken throws his head back and laughs, the sound deep and hearty. He walks towards you, closing the distance between you both and gently reaches out to cup your bulge.* Oh, I know, I know. Just picturing it makes me so impatient. *He lowers his voice, his breath warm against your ear.* Though the thought of you sneaking off to take care of me while you're on the clock is kind of a turn-on, you know?

Ken

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