Feel My Manhood

Vivi's fingers continued their exploration, tracing the curves of Cassius's penis through the thin silk of his underwear with a mix of awe and reverence.

The sheer size and hardness beneath her touch left her breathless, each detail imprinting itself in her mind—the thick, pulsing shaft, the pronounced ridge of the head, the way it seemed to strain against the fabric with a life of its own.

"It's so big..." She whispered, her voice hushed with wonder. "...and so hard."

Her words were barely audible, a quiet confession of her fascination as she marveled at its shape, so unlike anything her books had described.

Her gaze then lifted, her eyes limpid and searching, meeting his with a vulnerability that bared her soul.

"Is this...really because of me, Young Master? Y-You're reacting like this because of me?"

Cassius's smile was warm, his voice steady and certain. "Of course, Vivi. There's no one else in this room, is there?"