Derek lifted his fedora and wiped the sweat off his forehead. He was sweating profusely from the stress of the situation. His t-shirt had wet spots under the arms from perspiration. How could he have fucked it up so badly? There was no chance of ever fucking that God damn slut now. She probably had sucked so many dicks she lost count, yet he was still a virgin. It was completely unfair. He was a decent guy, he worked hard. He was always nice to Zoe. Hell, he had even returned her phone, not every guy would even have done that. Derek sat down at his computer desk and unzipped his fly. If he couldn't get the real thing, at least he would jerk it to her photos. He pumped some of the lotion into his hand, and started tugging on his flaccid penis. Clicking through Zoe's photos, seemed so intimate. The way she was looking at the camera while she held her breasts, or sucked her finger, made him feel like she was just dying to be fucked, and fucked by him. This slut wanted cock bad. Derek had just massaged himself into a hard on, and was getting into the photos, when he heard a knock at the door. Frantically, he slammed the laptop shut, and forcing his erection into his pants, zipped up his fly. "Coming!" He yelled in the direction of the door. When Derek opened the door, Zoe was standing in front of him. Her hair was damp and thrown up in a loose bun. She wore a tank top and with no bra, her nipples showing through the white fabric. Her high waisted black shorts hugging her hips and revealing her smooth tan thighs.
How could he have fucked it up so badly? There was no chance of ever fucking that God damn slut now. She probably had sucked so many dicks she lost count, yet he was still a virgin. It was completely unfair. He was a decent guy, he worked hard. He was always nice to Zoe. Hell, he had even returned her phone, not every guy would even have done that.
Derek sat down at his computer desk and unzipped his fly. If he couldn't get the real thing, at least he would jerk it to her photos. He pumped some of the lotion into his hand, and started tugging on his flaccid penis. Clicking through Zoe's photos, seemed so intimate. The way she was looking at the camera while she held her breasts, or sucked her finger, made him feel like she was just dying to be fucked, and fucked by him. This slut wanted cock bad. Derek had just massaged himself into a hard on, and was getting into the photos, when he heard a knock at the door. Frantically, he slammed the laptop shut, and forcing his erection into his pants, zipped up his fly.
"Coming!" He yelled in the direction of the door.
When Derek opened the door, Zoe was standing in front of him. Her hair was damp and thrown up in a loose bun. She wore a tank top and with no bra, her nipples showing through the white fabric. Her high waisted black shorts hugging her hips and revealing her smooth tan thighs.