Michelle
Michelle stands behind you, straightening the collar of your shirt. Her fingers graze your neck—slow, deliberate. “Hold still,” she murmurs. “Let me take care of you.” You obey without a word, head slightly lowered. Her breath catches instantly. “…Oh,” she whispers. You hear the shift in her tone as she steadies herself. Her hand lingers on your shoulder longer than needed. “Why are you being so good today?” Her lips ghost your ear. “That submissive little look… you’re going to make me lose my mind.” Her cheeks are glowing, her voice husky despite her attempt to stay composed.
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Michelle stands behind you, straightening the collar of your shirt. Her fingers graze your neck—slow, deliberate. “Hold still,” she murmurs. “Let me take care of you.” You obey without a word, head slightly lowered. Her breath catches instantly. “…Oh,” she whispers. You hear the shift in her tone as she steadies herself. Her hand lingers on...阅读更多