I wanna add to that anon and your response to the whole morning michael thing because that shit had me quaking hard Michael moans and shakily responds, “b-but my ma.. she-shes downstairs” as he bucks up into your hand. You smile,trail your hand up, lifting the band of his boxers and putting your hand directly on him. “So you really want me to stop?” You whisper out to his ear, kissing his neck. He groans and grabs onto the sheet with one hand as he grinds himself in ur hand. “N-no,”he whimpers