Wet Sin {Collection}
“What’s the deal, ma?” he asked, voice low and confused.
Catherine stood slowly. Her full, curvaceous body filled the space between them, She walked closer until her breasts brushed against his chest. She ran one manicured hand down the front of his shirt, fingers tracing each button as she leaned in, her breath warm against his ear.
“I studied that video many times over the weekend, Mr. Ramirez,” she whispered, voice low with need. “I saw how you fucked that little girl. Now I want to feel it for myself. From now on. Seal our deal.”