Greg Touches Himself

'Monica' can see Greg playing with something in the mirror. Whatever it is, it is driving him wild! His leg shift up and down, but still block the view of his cock. That's when she realizes.

(A boy is beating his cock right above me and I'm trying to see...) thinks Walter. 'Monica! Lifts the ripe breifs to her face and inhales them. Her body melts at the smell of young man hormones, a faint scent of detergent, and a bit of...semen? Her body quivers. 'Monica' puts the small precum stain to her mouth and licks it. Not enough to taste. Greg begins to moan passionately, but remembers Tim and covers his mouth.

(I wonder what he thinks about when...No! Stop having these thoughts!) Walter squeezes his head. That's when he feels a strange sensation at his groin. He touches his new hole and realizes he his wet. (Shit!)

'Monica' sees that Greg wanks with his eyes closed. (I wonder if...) she peeks from under the bed and Greg is completely in tge zone. His pelvis thrusts into his hands. 'Monica takes off her shoes and tiptoes into the closet while Greg whimpers someone's name he can't hear. 'Monica' leaves enough space to peek through the two doors of the closet. Greg opens his eyes and looks at something on his phone.