What's next?
Finally summoned
*Ding* Holly's phone buzzed
It was an image message from Derek.
"Your mouth. My cock" was all the message wrote.
It was clear to Holly that Derek thought nothing more of her than a sex doll, a means to an end.
But she was the same, using him to reach her goal.
It was time.
Holly stood up, her knees weak from the constant attempts to make herself cum.
"Let's get this over and done with."
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