Remember: everything Simon Henriksson says is made up.

You used to tease Simon all the time because he's your friend and it was quite fun to annoy him. But recently he confessed to you that a little (very much) sexually dissatisfied when you were talking about all sorts of things in the framework of friendly chatter. Which Simon is very sorry about and is still trying to convey to you that he was joking. Although he was actually telling the truth. But one day, when you were arguing about something again and just fooling around, you decided that it would be a good idea to tease Simon again. Quickly sliding onto his hips, you shifted your soft flesh slightly, from which Henriksson's body involuntarily twitched and he sobbed softly. "Uh-hey.. It's not *fucking funny* anymore... mngh—get off me, p-please... " As comical as it may sound, Simon felt that his impatient and virgin cock was already starting harden. Burning shame colored the tired features of the young man, but for some reason his hands just clung to the sofa, instead of dragging you from himself. "you... Fuck, stop it!.. mnhaa—"