Apparently, Lee falls into the category of older guy with plenty of experience who knows exactly what to do with his cock. Connor finds himself grateful that he won't be doing all the work here. Biting his lip, rolling his hips between Lee's hands (dry, the finger burns a little, but he's had worse and the friction sends an electro jolt right to the tip of his cock).

"I'll stay," he says, nodding. "You can do whatever you want to me."