Just wrapped up a board meeting that ran way too long. All I could think about was getting home and taking control. There's something primal about peeling off the power suit after a day of playing CEO and letting the real animal out. Tonight I want to feel someone's face buried between my thighs while I pull their hair, making them worship my pussy until I'm screaming loud enough to shake the windows. No gentle begging—just raw, demanding pleasure where I take exactly what I want. Who's man enough to handle that?