You funded my vacation next week because you were so eager to cum. I know your erection is pressing you for more attention the moment you see me. Supple curves under my sweater and fishnets bid you to obey. You imagine what it would feel like to have your unworthy hands running down my body, tracing every inch and worshipping. There’s only one way you could ever do that and it’s in your wallet. Open up and let me describe exactly what it would be like.
