****ASHLEY****
My head was spinning, and I was feeling hot. I felt like taking off my clothes, but I was in the arms of a strong man. He was so freaking hot, and I wanted to f**k him, but for some strange reason, he wasn’t giving me the same energy. Didn’t he want to f**k me? What is wrong with him? Am I not hot enough?
He shut the door with his leg before I could come to terms with what was happening. He threw me on the bed. My leg hit the bed as I lay there and spread my legs, revealing my wet panties seductively licking my fingers. I gave him a cheeky wink, waiting for him to come to me. He glanced at me on the bed and began removing his tie. What was he doing? I want him. I want him to f**k me good.
He started undoing the buttons on his shirt. What is he doing? He is making me bored
