Father, Please.
When the link was generated, I sent it to Aryan, with a wink emoji, he understood what it meant and called me, I swiped accept immediately, stuffing my airpods in my ears, his voice breathy in my ear,
“You are so lucky I was given a few minutes to freshen up and get myself settled in.”
I squeezed my legs tight from the pleasure of hearing his voice in my ear. My viewers were piling in, gifts already pushing in, they had not seen me in a few days after all.
“You look so fucking hot.”
“Can you see me?” I ask, comments pile in, saying yes they could, and the person I asked also replies in the affirmative with a grunt in my ear.
“You are so sexy, kneel for me.” he orders, and my body automatical