“Who’s my fucktoy tonight?” “Me.” She moans loud, and I see veins bulging in her hands as she grips the sheets tighter. “I’m your fucktoy, Colton.” “Just for tonight?” “Always.” “Ready to come?” I’m on the verge, but I need her to be with me. I need her on the same wavelength. “Ready to swallow my cock?” “Yes…fuck me, Colt. Harder…please.”
