Sandbar nodded vigorously and shuffled quickly past his friend. The griffon sniffed surreptitiously at the passing bundle. His eyes went wide as the pony rushed out into the hallway. Those sheets had reeked of spunk. He felt himself getting hard and pushed the door shut. When had Sandbar even had time to get off? Gallus was sure he would’ve noticed if his roommate’s sheets had been that funky the night before. So when, in the middle of the night? Gallus grimaced and felt a slight blush warming his face. Oh, downpour, he thought, had he woken him up by beating off? Oh crap, was Sandbar into him? His dick jumped as he felt his erection grow. Oh double crap, was he into Sandbar?
that was some impressive deductive reasoning
;-; I need more
Nice load Gallus.
Nice load Gallus.