“Make it count.” The words hung thick in the air as Georgia knelt, ready to please Seth. Lola’s gaze was intense, the weight of voyeurism adding fuel to the fire. Everything felt electric, raw, and unfiltered.
“Make it count.” The words hung thick in the air as Georgia knelt, ready to please Seth. Lola’s gaze was intense, the weight of voyeurism adding fuel to the fire. Everything felt electric, raw, and unfiltered.