Chapter 64 Bdsm 13

Diana's POV - I hate these ubiquitous little rituals. I kissed his cock through his cloth jeans. He wore a leather jacket with matching leather gloves as a substitute and I cuddled his hand as he stroked me. "Good night," I said. It was breathless and he laughed. "Good night, sweetheart. Come to me, my little bunny. Stop teasing me." Well said.