Who could it have been? Porn I can’t figure out why I do it. you?”
“Yes, but please…”
“Oh shhhiitttttt!!!” he moaned as he squeezed both of my ass cheeks very roughly. I turned my head to hide my face. “Well, that’s not important.”
“It is to me. I tried to sniff back the tears as he finished wiping my thighs, walked to the bathroom and came back with a fresh, wet, wash rag. “Stand up and take your shorts off.” I urged. “I need you to tell me,” he began, spinning his monitor around so I could see it, “Is this you?”
My heart sank, I stopped breathing and my stomach knotted up.
