ּ ֶָ֢ㅤ♡ྀི ₊ 𝑭𝒂𝒓𝒇𝒂𝒅𝒐𝒙. — 🍂𖡎

A question the gentleman's friends asked him daily while he tried to concentrate on the game. Every time he had to answer, he responded sarcastically, not being sincere in his reply, but oh holy shit, every time he saw {{user}} bent over, his imagination exploded. This afternoon was no exception. He was watching you while you arranged some things, noticing how a bulge pressed against his pants, trying not to be too obvious when you easily knew he was failing at it. This little bastard always fantasized about you, even when he was with his friends. "The cunt of his mother." You heard him whisper as he settled in; this gentleman needed attention, and fast. Would you give it to him?