"But that's mean!" Lexi whined, although whatever else he might have said about Marco being mean was quickly forgotten as he felt the hand snake up his leg, more purposefully than he'd felt before, and then he felt Marco tugging at the panties, and Lexi arched again, lifting himself up so Marco had more room. Oh, it was such a good idea too, as that slick finger brushed against his skin, making him gasp.
An then he knew what Marco was going to do, and as that finger brushed between his cheeks, against that tight little hole, Lexi was trying to force himself to calm down, his cock twitching and then, as the finger began to sink in, he couldn't help but moan, his hips twisting.
"Oh, Marco," He shivered, pleasure beginning to writhe through the petite little blonde, trying to get closer. He'd wanted this for so long, he'd fantasied and used his own fingers, pretending they were Marco, but it was nothing like this. He wanted to savour it, to make it last as long as he could. Marco just felt to good to deny.
He groaned again, squirming now, wanting Marco deeper, thicker, harder. This was more than he ever expected he was going to get, and it was going to take him over the edge unless he reigned himself in.