[ Licking his lips, he takes a hold of the bedsheets around his waist and slides off the stool. ]
You sit here feeling bad for hypothetical babies, then. [ The sheet is unravelled and dropped, revealing hips and thighs of creamy-pale muscle, hairless and smooth save for the silver trail leading south to a soft dick. ] I'm gonna go have that shower.
[ And Jack strolls through the apartment to do just that, idly scratching his navel-hair. ]
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You sit here feeling bad for hypothetical babies, then. [ The sheet is unravelled and dropped, revealing hips and thighs of creamy-pale muscle, hairless and smooth save for the silver trail leading south to a soft dick. ] I'm gonna go have that shower.
[ And Jack strolls through the apartment to do just that, idly scratching his navel-hair. ]