My phone buzzed the second I stepped out of the shower, still dripping, with my towel barely knotted.
@sinnernextdoor:
Door unlocked?
I glanced at the front door, I’d done it the second I read his last message, heart hammering.
Me:
Yes, Sir.
@sinnernextdoor:
Good girl, go to your bedroom, strip the towel.
Lie on your back, knees up, phone between your legs aimed at the ceiling so I can watch everything.
You do NOT c*m until I pull into your parking lot.
Understood?
Me:
Understood.
I obeyed, legs shaking, p***y already swollen again. I propped the phone against a pillow so the camera pointed straight down at my spread thighs and dripping cunt, then hit the video call.
He accepted instantly, the screen filled with the inside of a dark car, dashboard lights glowing red, his tatt
