DESTINY

And the call ended without waiting for Orlando’s response. He then started to type a group message in his team chat box and then pressed send as he smiled grimly over the screen.

Max put his phone away while his eyes still focused on a spot on the wall, the interrupted erotic dream still fresh in his mind, urging his hand to move faster.

“If that Ms. Chin is real or not, I’ll still do my part… mmmphhh... After all, by doing what she asks, I still win… ngggghhhh... Either MY Pretty Boy leaves Diwana for me to take, or I can have both my Diwana and the eye candy new guy.... muhhhhh....”

The guy, still alone in the room, closed his eyes and focused on finishing the last part of that dream that for him was amazing, and before he knew it, he was spurting his seed all over the bed. He kept his moans low and almost at a whisper while his climax slowly faded away.

The satisfied grin that spread on his face, the bed sheets wet, and his hand still slightly slick from his white, sticky semen