Chapter 1986 Making A Devil Out Of Me:>7

It was so twisted. I never dreamed that I'd be manipulated by some hot woman in such a way. I couldn't decide what was worse: the guilt of going through with it, or the fact that it turned me on so much. It only made it that much naughtier that the girl who was playing me so bad was younger than me. I felt like such an idiot for letting her get away with anything, but man, it turned me on so goddamn much. Maybe because it was forbidden. Maybe because it was bad. Maybe because she was just too fucking hot. Whatever. I felt like an asshole too because for all my shame, I could not, for the life of me, get her out of my head. How many times did I jack off recollecting her little striptease? Jesus, I was obsessing over her body. I was desperate even in my fantasies to run my hands along her skin and just fucking take her. I mean, shit, I know she wanted it. What I'd do to give in! Well... give in even more than I already had. Man, to get into those little panties...