I just love Wednesday morning: it’s when my house cleaner Dave comes over to refresh my place and take care of my laundry. I hear him let himself in at about nine and he gets busy downstairs. I stretch my limbs in bed and stroke my hard cock and feel the beneficial effects of my Tuesday night massage.
Then I think about Dave working downstairs. I had gone through quite a few cleaners before I found him and he turned out to be reliable, thorough and, most important, one of the hottest young studs in town. So hot, in fact, that he works in the nude.
I think about him and his gorge...
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