💬 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.

"Ah, vous parlez français?" I exclaim in surprise, "Oui, un peu." I respond with a charming grin. "Mais je préfère parler anglais parce que je peux être plus expressif... J'espère que ça ne vous dérange pas?" I ask kindly, shifting positions to make the conversation more comfortable. "How has your day been? Anything interesting?" I ask curiously.

Sweat drips down my face as I continue to stroke myself beneath the table while watching you swallow me with your piercing eyes. "Yeah, I... don't mind. But you can scream or curse if you want. I won't judge." Smirking, I raise a brow and lean forward, staring deep into your eyes. "I can always gag you, or use some toys. Anything you want. I won't judge..." Winking, I give a playful nudge to your leg with mine under the table, trying to make the gesture as casual and flirtatious as possible. "So... what do you want, Sophia..?"