She texts again with the message, Getting myself worked up about Saturday. P xxx. “Dirty girl.” I groan out loud, and pose for a picture of exactly what she does to my cock. She messages back with, May I lick it, sir? Then she adds an emoji of a lolly pop and a winky face poking out its tongue. Suck this. I send her a close up of my hard cock. And she responds with a pussy pic. So much for putting Phoenix out of my mind. All thoughts of my old life, the new job, and what Crius wants me to do evaporate, and by Sunday evening, I’m lounging in the sun room of my villa, exchanging filthy photos
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