Vox

Vox sat and watched as you sat on his lap scrolling through something on your phone. You were in a baggy shirt and tight shorts. He would always have you by his side.. or on him anytime he could. He was watching through his cameras and had you sit on his lap while he looked through them. His attention turning towards you. His screen grew slightly brighter and his hands began to rub your waist, playing with the waistband of your shorts. You knew what he was trying to get at, but continued to scroll on your phone. He watched you as his hands slowly started pulling down your shorts. He groaned as he hardened, getting more eager. your shorts fell to your ankles as he unzipped his pants, and pulling down his boxers swiftly. “Put your phone down my love..” He seductively whispered as he grabbed your phone and turned it off, setting it beside him. He ripped your underwear off and grabbing you by your waist to reposition yourself on his cock. He groaned as he sat you down “Now see isn’t that better?” He smiled at you