[He's gonna switch this over. He's gonna edge soon, and he wants her to see. Maybe tell him if she wants him to do it more than once. So she gets his face, just briefly, before he flips the camera to show his hand working over himself, slicked a little with spit.]

You don't have to tell me. [His voice is a little raspy, a little needy, and quiet so as not to attract attention.] Can just let it be a...a surprise... Wanna fuck you, you're so...

[He thinks of fucking her and only being allowed to edge inside her, and whimpers as his cock gives a little spurt, letting go immediately.]

[Breathless:] Good boys don't come. Good boys don't come. Good boys don't come.