You can't get pregnant in the shower, right? That's the thought I have as I put on the lingerie that's laid out on the bed for me.
Patterson has left me in here all day while a team of people came over to make me beautiful. I had my body scrubbed even though he already did a thorough job of that earlier, then I was buffed and polished within an inch of my life. I look down at my perfect nails that are a soft gray color and see that they match the undergarments I'm supposed to wear tonight. I'm sure this is not by coincidence.
My s*x clenches when I think about Patterson holding me up against the shower wall as he pounded into me. He came twice before he put me down, and then he licked me between my legs because he wanted to see what we tasted like together. At one point he slipped a fing
