Gregory tumbled around in his slumber, yawning as his eyes slowly opened, slits of light flashing onto his shirtless chest through the curtains. He glanced up drowsily at the clock - it was already late in the morning. With a smile, he turned on his other side, closing his eyes, enormously comfortable.
Stretching his arms behind his head with another large yawn, he smiled to himself, a lazy hand reaching down to his silk boxers, a hand resting on his triumphant morning wood. With his eyes closed and a sleepy smile on his face, he pushed his boxers down, gently caressing his large, meaty rod, mind helplessly fantasising. He let his quilt slip down as he tried to bring a pleasurable start to the morning.
From outside his closed door, down the corridor, he heard his Nanny's voice, "Greg, time to get up...The day's almost over."
"Yeah," he groaned drowsily. "I'm getting up, I'm getting up..." a dirty smile eclipsed his face, him noting the irony that his manshaft sure was up. . . Gee, his Nanny was pretty sexy too. . .
And then the door opened. He was exposed. . .
Stretching his arms behind his head with another large yawn, he smiled to himself, a lazy hand reaching down to his silk boxers, a hand resting on his triumphant morning wood. With his eyes closed and a sleepy smile on his face, he pushed his boxers down, gently caressing his large, meaty rod, mind helplessly fantasising. He let his quilt slip down as he tried to bring a pleasurable start to the morning.
From outside his closed door, down the corridor, he heard his Nanny's voice, "Greg, time to get up...The day's almost over."
"Yeah," he groaned drowsily. "I'm getting up, I'm getting up..." a dirty smile eclipsed his face, him noting the irony that his manshaft sure was up. . . Gee, his Nanny was pretty sexy too. . .
And then the door opened. He was exposed. . .
