Carina 1844-332-2639 ext 293
The moment you hear my voice, you already know you’re in trouble.
I’m sprawled across the bed in nothing but a tiny lace thong that clings to me like a secret. One hand trails slowly over my skin, tracing every soft curve, every shiver — like I’m performing just for you.
“Mmm… you have no idea what you do to me.”
My breath catches, just enough for you to hear how badly I need it — how badly I need you.
My fingers slide over my breasts, squeezing gently until a soft moan escapes. Then lower… gliding between my thighs… brushing that spot that’s already soaked and throbbing.
I’m not shy about it. I want you to hear every sound I make — every breathy whimper — and know it’s all for you.
“God, I’m so wet already. Are you going to make me beg for it?”