Page 53 of His to Correct

My heart skipped a beat. My pussy clenched hard. With my cheeks blazing all over again, I looked at Mandy, half hoping she would refuse.

She had a naughty smile on her semen-coated face, though.

“I’d love to,” she said, then deftly removed the harness from my hips before slipping out the door of the conference room.

“Sir…” I said, uncertainly. “About…”

I swallowed hard.

“About…us…”

Stuart’s smile widened, and his eyebrows rose.

“I’d like there to be anus, Miss Mitropoulos. How about you?”

As I nodded, I couldn’t keep the little whimper of… of… ofeverythingfrom emerging.

“Yes,” I whispered. “Yes, please.”

The End

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