Pussy for Alpha, Socks for beta

Pussy for Alpha-Socks for beta All he wanted was my socks. While I was on my knees, moaning around my friend’s thick cock, he was on the sofa — locked, quiet, completely lost in the softness of my pinky socks. He held it like it meant everything. Kissed it. Licked it. Breathed it in like it was the closest he’d ever get to me. Not the moans. Not the Just the socks. And he was happy.