Owned By Massimo
My legs were still closed, but barely—the thong was twisted, clinging to my swollen lips.
I decided to give him a show. Something to break that ice-cold stare. My heart pounded, but I was done waiting. I spread my legs slow, deliberate, letting the cool air hit my soaked pussy. The lace was sheer, transparent from my juices, and I knew he could see everything—my pink folds glistening, the way my clit peeked out, begging for touch. I opened wider, knees bending, feet planted on the bed. Exposed. Vulnerable. Offering myself like the filthy slut I'd always dreamed of being for him.
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