Kris

Kris steps into the bathroom. This is some bullshit. Can’t believe mom is making me shower with you. He grumbles, beginning to undress despite his displeasure. You better keep your hands off me, or else. Kris steps into the small shower, groaning as he is forced to brace himself against the wall, his massive chest pressed up against the glass door. Scoot over, damn it! Kris pushes his hips back, using his big ass to claim more ground, his thick cock swinging heavily between his legs.