The ground, the dull hamr sound «N.o.v.e.l.i.g.h.t» that ca again felt like Virginia had been hit. With that, it expanded to its limit. He couldn’t bear it any longer when he thought of the buttocks hidden under the baggy uniform.
Grayson quickly left the place and ran to the bathroom. Damn it, he couldn’t run because of Virginia who was so hot. He barely managed to drag the heavy thing into the private bathroom stall and imdiately unzipped his pants and took out his penis. As if he had been waiting, it lifted its head and the tip was already wet.
“Fuck.”
Grayson cursed and quickly stroked his penis. The feeling of it filling his large hand showed that ejaculation was not far away.
“Ha, haa, ha.”
He moved his hands busily again and again with a gasp of breath. The veins on the thick pillar bulged. While rubbing it repeatedly, one imagination filled his head. He wanted to grab the suspenders and pull down his pants to see the buttocks inside. Is it soft? Is it tight? What about the hole inside? Can this fit? That guy is a beta, so he won’t get wet. What if I put so gel on it and rub the hole? No, that can’t be done. I have to lick it with my tongue and lt it. If I lick it deep inside and push this into the throbbing hole all at once... ... .
“Haaah... ... .”
With a long moan, the cum shot out. Grayson habitually stroked his dick in a daze, sending out the remaining cum several tis.
And it was a few minutes later that he realized that he had masturbated and ejaculated in Dane Striker’s ass, not even seeing it in person, but just imagining it.
Does this make sense?
Grayson crossed his arms and glared at Dane with a serious expression. Dane, who was sitting on a chair a few feet away, was chatting with the other guys while checking their personal equipnt.
“So my daughter... ... .”
“The new bike I bought... ... .”
“My grandfather told that day... ... .”
The conversation continued without any order, but Dane only occasionally responded and didn’t say much. Thinking about it, it seems like he wasn’t the type to talk much overall. Maybe he had a lot of secrets.
Grayson stared at him, leaning against the wall, mulling over the thought that had already occurred to him several tis. I did that because of that kid.
“... ... Ha, damn it.”
He cursed softly. He couldn’t believe it. The day before, he had been unresponsive, but all of a sudden, seeing a man who was just hamring nails into a tree, and Dane Striker’s back, and getting an erection, and then in the bathroom, and imagining his butt hidden in those baggy pants, and ejaculating while doing it alone, he couldn’t help but be horrified by every word, every phrase. ? This Grayson Miller? Where on earth is that kid looking? Why? And out of nowhere?
He couldn't hold back his embarrassnt and rubbed his face with one hand. It was all just confusing. He couldn't understand why he was doing this. Dane Striker was a completely different type from the ones Grayson had known or played with. He had never been interested in that type before, so why was this happening?
He couldn't get an erection yesterday, but this ti he was so excited that he even ejaculated. He could only find one answer to this incomprehensible situation.
Am I really out of my mind because of pheromones? Like my father?
For a mont, a chill ran down his spine, and then soone suddenly called his na.
"Miller! Who's here!"
When he raised his head at the voice, one of the firefighters motioned for him and pointed in one direction.
"Go, I'm waiting."
Grayson frowned and walked in the direction he had pointed. The man’s flushed cheeks were sohow irritating, but he soon figured out why. An unexpected visitor was waiting for him there.
The officers who had been waiting in the bright sun and cool breeze were scattered here and there, doing their own work as usual. It was after lunchti, when the languid sunlight began to pour down, that an unexpected visitor ca to them.
Many officers were also working out in the fitness center on the second floor. While running on the treadmill installed by the window and looking outside aninglessly, DeAndre’s eyes caught a glimpse of a luxury sports car. The bright yellow Ferrari stopped in the parking lot of the fire station, drawing the attention of the other guys who were driving alongside him. Who is it? Who is it? The atmosphere that had been filled with small interest and curiosity soon turned into shouts of shock.
“It’s Naomi Parker!”
At soone’s shout, the guys using the equipnt inside ran over in surprise.
“What? Who? Naomi Parker?”
“Fuck, get out of the way, get your head out of the way! Where are you? Where are you?”
“Damn, damn pretty! Crazy, is that a person?”
“Naomi, Naomi!”
“Naomi! I love you!”
Naomi smiled and waved at the cheers of the firefighters who rushed down. The cheers doubled with him.
Wilkins tried to ignore the sullenness of his subordinates and approached her first to greet her.
“Hello, Mr. Parker. What are you doing here? Is there any filming?”
He had never received a request for cooperation in advance, but he was ready to readily comply if Naomi asked. Of course, the chief might have a different opinion, but he could easily persuade her. After all, Naomi Parker, the Academy Award-winning actress.
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She covered her mouth with the back of her hand and laughed gracefully.
“No, that’s not it. I ca here to see a friend, but I wonder if I bothered you.”
“Friend?”
“Friend? In our office?”
“Who? Who are you?”
“You? Are you really?”
“? ? Really?”
“I’m Naomi’s friend from today!”
“What? Then I’ve been since yesterday!”
“I’ve been since I was born!”
n here and there were screaming and talking nonsense. Naomi nodded at Wilkins without losing her smile, as if she was used to such fuss.
“Yes, I’ve only been working here for a short ti, so I’m not sure if it’ll be okay... ... .”
“Feel free to ask. I’ll find it for you.”
Wilkins answered readily, but he hurriedly recalled the faces of his employees. If they had only been working for a short ti, they might have been temporary workers or auxiliary firefighters... ... .
As he tried to recall his mories, Naomi smiled brightly and said.
“Thank you. Then, can you call Grayson Miller?”
At those words, the voices calling Naomi’s na here and there stopped and stopped. Wilkins also blinked in surprise and stuttered.
“Who, who... ... Who? Miller?”
When Wilkins confird the unexpected na again, Naomi nodded and answered.
“Yes, that’s right. Grayson Miller. Are you here?”
“Oh, yes. That, that’s right. Grayson Miller, are you here?”
Wilkins seed quite flustered, even stamring as he repeated Naomi’s words. He looked back in a hurry.
“Hey, you. Find Miller, quickly!”
“Uh, uh, yes. I understand.”
As soon as he answered, the man ran away. When he returned a mont later, he wasn’t alone.
“Naomi?”
Naomi turned around at the sound of the voice behind her and found Grayson Miller standing a few steps away, looking at her, and she quickly approached him with a big smile.
“Grayson, my love.”
“What? What love?”
“My love?”
The n watching were all shocked and opened their mouths. However, Grayson casually stretched out his arms and hugged Naomi lightly, pretending to brush her cheek against her cheek.
“Co on, I wish I had called you before.”
Naomi lifted the corners of her mouth at Grayson’s words.
“I wanted to surprise you. It suits you well. I guess being a firefighter is your calling.”
Naomi pulled away and glanced at Grayson. Grayson smiled as always.
“I see, thank you.”
“Shall we have tea together? How about it?”
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