She slipped her hand down to squeeze her private area. It helped, but not enough. Not for long, anyway. By 2:07 a.m., Julissa had stopped her inner thoughts. She threw the sheets off, her body humming with frustration. Julissa knew what she was about to do was wrong. She also knew every decision moving forward would be harmful to Roman. "Fuck it," she whispered to herself. She finally leaves her bed, slowly walking barefoot downstairs and across the cold marble floors.
Screaming yassssss fuck his daddy!!!!!
