Désolée, Daddy. I didn't mean to spill the Cabernet all over your manuscript. I was having fun trying to tickle you.  I know, dirty little sluts need to be punished from behind. But first, you'll have to catch me to rip off my panties. Come and get it, Daddy. Make me taste the grass. I'm not a delicate flower. Oof! It's so thick. That's just the tip? Je suis prêt. That's it, Daddy. Fuck me.   Muffle my cries. Wrap your pa...

   “I can’t believe I’ve overslept again. Binge-watching shows with you all night is gonna get me fired. I better hustle if I want to make my bus. Try to stay out of trouble today, okay?” Adam joked, winking as he flashed his adorable dimples.  “Oh, I’m always trouble, with or without you.”  “You’re a bad influence on me, Jenny. How do I look?” he questioned, rushing on his black biker boots.  “Like you need to ask? Hones...