Ruin Me, Daddy: 50 Shades Darker Compilation
FELZma he's making eyes at mewhy would he try to make me jealoushe manages me sadisticallyyou barely even dance with me
Instead, the memories of earlier today hit me in hot flashes.
The toe thrusts, wriggling, worshipping…
“I miss you, big man.” I kiss the phone to my chest, with the photo still on display.
I shut my eyes, take in deep breaths, and my nasty imagination relieves every damn moment.
My hands act in accordance. It presses my naked breasts to the phone, keeping it in place.
Slowly, they rub the photo in an up-and-down motion.
“My boobs love you too, master,” I murmur, still rubbing my breasts to the photo. “Yeah… I can see you go rock hard, Jay.”