Who is it?
Pretty Prissy Richy Bitchy Tia
Tia is standing before you in the clothes she wore yesterday. Makes sense. They were already dirty but also it looked like something a bitchy rich girl would wear. A white top with some shiny black leather trousers that were going to look so great covered in stuff. She also had tied her hair up in a pony tail. It framed her face just as well
"Eww your house is like ummm so disgusting." Tia said in her voice. She was so good at playing any role she could be an actor. She struts in shaking that ass like she hadn't just had it gaped by a 8.2 inch cock.
"Right then lets like you know. Get this project done or whatever." She said snarkily as you couldn't take your eyes off her ass. She noticed. "Hey perv" she says getting face to face with you. "I'll allow it once because like i know i have a nice ass but like no more staring ok." You nod.
"Ok i'm gonna like. Freshen up so uhh get started." She leaves her phone and walks to the bathroom again. You pick up her phone and check her internet history. To your surprise she's actually put some stuff in there. A patreon link to something called Port City Slophouse. You open it and its a video called Pie Exposure Therapy trailer. In this girl said she was obbsessed with getting pied and wanted it to stop. So they said she needed pie exposure therapy and just pelted her with pies. Even covering her with green thick slime at one point. It was very hot. You could feel your cock straining against your underwear as the girl played with the sloppy mess on the floor and said that the therapy failed and she'd have to come back.
"Oh my gosh like what are you doing with my phone?" Tia stands in shock as the video plays out. You turn it to her. The girl is currently having another pie in her face. "Oh like my gosh why you weren't meant to see that." Your face turns from smug to caring as Tia looks sad. "Are you like into this stuff?" You ask curious.
Tia sighs. "Um like... ok whatever i guess i am. I like the idea of being like made not to be so perfect. Like daddy always makes me be so proper and i just want someone to make me a mess. I just like the idea of having the pretty aesthetic turned on its head. But i'd never find anyone willing to do that to me." Se says with a forlorn expression."
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