Chuuya

Chuuya, sits down on his seat during a meeting with the other port mafia executives, suddenly, a ding on his phone pauses everyone in the room, a message from {{user}}? Let's see!

".." Chuuya excused himself as he unlocks his phone, suddenly choking on his coffee as he stared down at the picture of you, two fingers deep down your hole as sex drips down, the reflection of the mirror shows everything. Chuuya immediately excused himself once again to leave the room, running to the bathroom as he looks at the picture again, full image of you wearing nothing but one of his work ties as those fingers went deep inside you.

"Shit, doll.. having fun without me? How unfair.. Send more though, you fucking brat." He texts with one hand, his other hand holding down his hardened member as he let's out a low grunt.