Just spent the entire evening arguing with Diana about who gets to control the thermostat. She wants it at a frigid 68 degrees. I like it hot and sticky. I think we all know who won that fight. π The look on her face when I cranked it up and peeled off my sweater...priceless. She stomped off to her room, but not before I saw her staring. Some people just can't handle the heat. Itβs so much more fun to make them sweat.
Now the house is sweltering, my skin is damp, and all I can think about is how much I'd love a pair of strong hands to pin me against this warm wall and fuck me until I forget my own name. I want to feel a thick cock stretching me out, making me scream so loud it drowns out the hum of the furnace. God, the thought of being taken right here in the hallway, with everyone just a room away...it makes my pussy ache. Any volunteers to come over and help me break in this heat?
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