It was a good noise. A noise that roused the fire already stirring in her core. And it was so hard to not shove him down and ravish him immediately; the slow press of her hips into his lap making her moan softly.
"That's my good boy." She purred, the collar still pulled taut. "You kept our toys here for me, right?" She was sure she left a strap and a dildo or two around. "You want my cock for your birthday, baby?"
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"That's my good boy." She purred, the collar still pulled taut. "You kept our toys here for me, right?" She was sure she left a strap and a dildo or two around. "You want my cock for your birthday, baby?"