Reed
I watched my screen with enthusiasm, battling the smile on my lips and the blood that rushed to my groin. My little flower lay naked on the bed, her legs spread apart, one hand held the beautiful toy I bought for her to her p***y and the other held her phone.
I was having a hard time deciding where to focus my attention. On the pop-up tab that showed what she was watching on her phone or the screen of the security camera I placed in her room. In either case, both images were enough to suffocate my c**k in my pants.
"Would you look at that," I murmured to no one in particular with a smile on my face.
What had caused my little flower to pick up her phone and begin searching for these things? One minute she is asleep and the next she's searching about breath play, consensual Non Cons
