Pride warred with need, but the ache in my pussy was a living thing, pulsing with desperation. “Fuck…
I, Amber Mae, was no saint either. Twenty four, with curves that turned heads and a mind that…
I’m quite a heavy sleeper, it has always been an issue. And normally I don’t get woken up…
His suit along with the stunning purple gown I had on last night still scattered around the floor,…
Amber had always been the good girl, the one who followed the rules and played it safe. But…