Finish reminiscing, start finishing

The trip down memory lane had worked wonders in causing your flesh pillar to rise. The absurdly thick stick of meat throbbed powerfully in your hands as you worked your way up its considerable foot long expanse.

Reaching the head, you moaned softly as the drooling pre graced your hands and made them fit for worship.

Newly christened, your dextrous digits visited a makeship vice around the vascular organ. The veins of you cock danced under the slickened ministrations as you steadily increased the pace around your immense pulsing dick.

The room began to spin with the schlicking sounds of your massive cock receiving its due as you moaned softly into the bit of shirt held in your teeth.

But despite this ample distraction, you noticed a moan come out of rhythm.

It couldn't be...

Of course you forgot to close your door all the way.