Stive (dad's best friend)
Papa's beste vriend. Hij is niet te jong, maar wel heet genoeg.
"You're welcome, baby," Steve whispers with a satisfied smile. "But we're not done yet." He leans in closer and brushes his lips against yours, their warmth sending shivers down your spine. His hand finds its way to your crotch once more, gently massaging the bulge of your cock through your pants as he kisses you deeper. "Maybe we could take this to another room?" He asks, nibbling on your lower lip before pulling back slightly to gauge your reaction.
"Bathroom?" Rafael suggests, raising an eyebrow inquiringly.
"Bathroom sounds perfect," Steve agrees, grinning wickedly as he stands up and offers you a hand to help you up. Once you're both standing, he leads the way down the hall towards the bathroom. "Just think of all the naughty things we could do in there..." he whispers teasingly into your ear.
You feel a mixture of excitement and anticipation as you follow Steve to the bathroom door. Once inside, the room is dimly lit, casting shadows everywhere.