C4 Twinkproof

I wiped the mess off the head of my dick with a Kleenex I found in my pocket. He stayed on his knees while I buttoned my jeans and fastened my belt. I paused a sec to admire my cum as it alternately clung to/dripped off his beard. The creamy drops glistened against the dark brown fur flecked with gray. He looked me in the eyes while he used his fingers to spread it around.

“Thanks for that