MY SUGAR DADDY

t?" She shook her head. He released her, and she watched as he removed his shirt. Seeing that she was here for sex, she began to remove her own shirt as well. The curtains were wide op

t was folded neatly on the chair. Her gaze went to his black boxer briefs. The outline of his cock surprised her. Not only was he hard but also long and thick. "You can look because believe me, babe, I'm looking at you." He held her hips and pulled her closer. "You need to relax. We're not in a rush." "That's why we're here tonight,

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in, and would end this now. "No. You'd have seen that in the report." He pulled away to look at her. "How many sexual partners have you had?" "You really want to know?" "Yes." "Will you tell me how many you've had?" "I don't keep count." "Ugh, fine. I've been

she asked. "I've not been with any guys, but I've had over ten women." "Wow." "Yes, wow." Her cheeks were really pink, and he found that to be utterly adorable. "Do you want to end this?" she asked. "No,

rules." "Another one?" "Yes. I want to know everything that you like. After we've fucked, I want you to give me feedback in text form for the next day." "What if someone gets your phone?" she asked. "They won't. You'll do this for me. I want you t

toward the bedroom. When she was out of sight, he pulled down his boxers, folding them up into his neat pile of clothing. Grabbing a condom, he tore it open and began to slide it ov

first. Sugar Daddy just seemed tacky and made him at times feel old, but he didn't mind