KESTER.
June didn't hesitate.
Not even for a second.
The moment the words left my mouth, she dropped to her knees like a well-trained pet, eyes wide, eager, desperate to please. She looked like a pretty little w***e, ready to worship my c**k.
Pitiful.
"Good girl," I murmured, dragging my fingers along the side of her face, watching as she leaned into my touch like she thought it meant something.
It didn't.
She had no f*****g clue that she was nothing more than a pawn in my game. That the only reason she was even here, on her knees, was because someone else wasn't.
"Now, take it," I urged her as she hesitated at the sight of my c**k, which wasn't even fully erect yet.
She'd never had the opportunity to see me naked, and she probably never will after tonight.
Her delicate palms wra
