Her only response is to moan and arch her back. Jesus. Yes. My intuition about Meadow was right. She’s a fucking hellcat but she wants to be tamed in the sack and I’m the only man who’ll ever get the honor. I’m so primed for the opportunity to tickle her kink until she implodes that I almost forget we’re not fucking today. She told me we’re not sleeping together, and while I’m dying to get my aching cock inside her, I want her one hundred percent willing ahead of time, not just in the heat of the moment. No, this is supposed to be about her pleasure and how well I can provide it.
