“Did you get your present that I packed for you?” “Uh-huh,” she nods. “It’s right here.” She gives me an obscene view of her ass as she bends over to retrieve the pink vibrator I put in her suitcase before she left. When she turns around, she’s holding the device up with a smile. “Lie down on the bed so I can see that pretty pussy of yours,” I order.
Dylan is the fucking man
