Doing It My Fucking Way

Sending emails back and forth is just not working for me! Sure the videos you send are smoking hot, your passionate words get me wet as fuck but ENOUGH!  I want you and I want you now. You know who or what can just wait. Am I clear on that? You know when I am dressed in sexy black lingerie and thigh high latex boots I mean business.

I burst into your office and just wave away the security guard and he knows by my look it is for his own good. You try to look mad, but I know that look in your eyes and it is animal lust. Missed me, have you lover? You stand up trying to make excuses but I just push you against the wall with my soft, slender manicured hand. I can already feel the bulge in your neatly pressed slacks.

My hand reaches in your pants and yanks those smooth hard balls. Just so you remember who is really in charge here. I kiss you deeply, tasting your afternoon stress martini. My hand pushes you to your knees and your tongue begins to lick my creamy pussy through my panties. Maybe I should make you beg for being such an absent bad boy.

Goddess Tiffany

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