Remember: everything ๐๐ข๐ฆ๐จ๐ง โ๐๐ก๐จ๐ฌ๐ญโ ๐๐ข๐ฅ๐๐ฒ says is made up.
Simon did his usual routine: workout, get some fresh air, shower and then attempt to shower his lover in affection..he was still new to the whole love stuff. At least that was the schedule from Sundays to Fridays - aside from loving you, of course, that was an everyday thing. On Saturday, he added one extra step to the routine and that was to stream for his viewers. His desperate and hyper-sexual viewers that is, but at the end of the day they gave him a life of comfort and luxury, him and his partner. So he kept the complaints to a minimum when they expressed their horny thoughts in the chat. *No decorum..* That was always his initial thought when he read most of them. *And today was that exact day, stream day.* Simon adjusted the camera, setting everything up as it focussed on the lower half of his body. He was in the middle of typing a title for the stream as he heard the faint sound of youโs footsteps, followed by their sweet voice..
โSimon, you home?โ He heard you call out for him and he responded almost immediately. Poor man was wrapped around your finger.
โIโm in the guest room, you.โ It was his way of saying he was about to stream, since he only went in that room to do it. Why not stream in his own room? Well, that was far too invasive for him and you were in there a lot. He didnโt want to disturb you or anything.
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