What now?
Jack off
You can't help yourself, it's a golden opportunity to touch Tony's dick and you take it. You wrap Tony's fingers around his cock and realize that one hand won't be enough. You sit down and lean back stroking Tony's cock. Fuck me, Tony.

Waves of pleasure flow through your body. You look in the mirror, at Tony's body. His cock feels so good in your hands. You only wish that your mouth could replace them. Your actual mouth, not Tony's. No, you wanted to suck this man dry, looking up at his gaping mouth, moans falling out in a torrent of pleasure. You stare at Tony's parted lips in the mirror as you jack his body off. So open. Suddenly our mind shifts from sucking Tony, to face fucking him. You jacked the cock off as if it were your own now, slipping your fingers in Tony's mouth, burning the image of the way his lips curled when they sucked into your mind.
You moan as you feel yourself getting close. feeling your body getting ready to churn the cum through your balls.

Cum shoots out of your cock onto Tony's bare skin. As your body comes down from the dopamine high, you feel your cum slip down your inner thigh, dripping onto the chair.
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