Alpha's Surrogate Wife
Maggie, whatever lingerie that Joy suggests, please bring me.
Joy claps loudly. “That a girl. One battle, a thousand more to go.” She gyrates her hips to the music. “Come on, ballerina, show me what you can do.” I imitate her stiffly and she cackles. “No…just, no. Loosen up! You got this!” Her encouragement makes me feel more comfortable and after a while, I get the hang of it. “Yes! Yes! Yes!” she exclaims. “Speaking of the word yes,” she says, smirking. “Let’s move on the next lesson. I call it the art of the mutual orgasm.”
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