The Italian's head leaned back, his mouth gently hanging open. His hand quickened along his cock, pumping it roughly as moans fell from his lips. He couldn't stand it, not one bit! Antonio had been ignoring his advances lately, it made him want to scream. He had a bad case of blue balls due to waiting on that idiot to make a move and just fuck him! He even changed his outfit back to the maids dress he use to wear, that didn't get him one bit!
He sighed and bucked his hips up, teeth grasping a pouting bottom lip as he rolled his hand up and over the head of his dick, causing it to twitch enticingly in his grip. God, it felt so fucking great, he really needed this... He needed this more than he had thought. He had a months worth of cum ready to blast from his tightening balls.
Maybe he should invest in whores.. Yeah, if he fucked around with whores he wouldn't be so needy for Antonio... And once he stopped showing how needy he was maybe Antonio would start screwing around with him again. He groaned, hips thrashing up into the air, bucking with each spurt of cum that shot from his urethra opening. He moaned and called out for Antonio desperately, soaking his abdomen and fingers in his seed.
Pants gently left his lips after he came down from his high, fingers trailing over his belly to scoop up his cum, raising it to his lips to lick it clean, imagining it as Antonio cleaning them off instead. "Yeah... You fucking love that taste, don't you?" He asked himself lewdly.
"Si, I've always love mi tomate's flavour~" The husky voice crooned from across the room, causing the redhead to shoot up into a sitting position, covering his shame with his blankets. "GET OUT ANTONIO!" He screeched, only to have the Spaniard advance on him.