Kill Time

As you kick your pants and briefs off and on to the floor, you look to the clock at your bedside to see that there's still around two more hours to kill before meeting and hopefully claiming that handsome staff.

You wrap your hand around your now unclothed and erect cock, then start to stroke slowly while closing your eyes; the red head's intoxicating scent still prevailing in your mind mixed with want for that handsome staff member making you grip harder as you quicken your pace, making you moan loudly. Your mind going wild with possible scenarios of getting him... Suddenly you let out a cry as you cum all over your hand and sheets.

Panting and gasping for breath, as you come down from the orgasm, while looking again at the clock: around an hour and a half more.

"Excellent still have some time to spare, perhaps I'll take a nap first" you say to yourself, as you stand up and go to the bathroom for a quick shower. Upon returning, you pull the soiled sheet off from the bed and lay down to take a nap, hoping to have a very lovely time shortly after you wake.