My Contract Husband: One More Day
Man, to get into those little panties.
The truth is, yeah, part of me wanted her to call me out again. I wanted that little bitch to push me further, make me give in. It was so goddamn wrong. Well, at least I thought that way in my horniest moments. Whenever I was thinking clearly, I was terrified of her and what she was doing to me.
Anyway. Whether I really wanted it or not, it came.
I got to the house and entered the room only to see Jennifer in front of her mirror. She was sitting on a seat right in front of the big mirror. She was wearing a bum short and big polo. its obvious she's not wearing bra as the niples were pointing through the fabric.