#filthysin

she's humming softly as she sat on the edge of the bed, waiting for him to arrive. this was their special little place. where they met when he needed her. she craved the way he needed her so desperately sometimes. when she heard the front door open and shut, she leaned back on her hands and bit into her lip as her petite frame covered in just a pair of lacy black panties and brallette, relaxed. when he appeared in the doorway, she tipped her head to the side and arched a brow at him. a smirk pulled at the corners of her lips and she sat up, slowly before reaching for him by the beltloop in his pants, tugging him closer to her. "took you long enough." was all she said as she began undoing his belt.

babysitting wasn't something that dakota ever saw herself doing. her income wasn't stable so she figured that it wouldn't hurt. she should have realized what a bad choice that was when she had met him. she had done her best to ignore him but she had lost that battle. that night was like so many others, his wife was upstairs. she needed a ride home but had to wait. suddenly she found herself being pushed face first into the cushions, her ass sticking up in the air. the hem of her dress was forced up as she gasped for air. her hands buried into the cushions, knowing he'd see that there was nothing beneath the dress," oh my god," she choked out," is this the tip you promised?" that had been at the door, when he and his wife had come home and she knew those words had a double meaning.

"Are you always this nervous around people?" Or girls, she wanted to add, but she didn't want to further jumble up whatever nerves he had left. At his offer of notes, she took them, skimming through his papers. "You have really nice penmanship for a guy." Most of the guys that clung around her could barely legibly write their own names, much less notes about a class. It was a dorky point but still a point in his favor. Taking out her notebook, she began to copy the things she knew she was having trouble with, barely listening to his followup question. "It's school," she replied before shrugging a shoulder. "It's not the worst thing in the world but I'd much rather not be going to class." Then again, she had no real desire for a boring desk job, which was another reason why she had started her streaming. Pocket money and a possibility for more should she decide to go into it full-time. It was obvious he was trying so Kalea thought she'd throw him a bone. "What about you? What's your major?" It had to be something academic-oriented judging by his pristine note taking. Or maybe he just really liked school.

@filthysin​ 

(jkgjksbkj im so sorry.................. i cant keep this up much longer bc my organs are slowly shutting down one by one from producing this content)

valentina snorted and leaned back in her seat, just staring at him as he went off on her. "...are you done?" she asked and shrugged her shoulders. "i didn't come here to fuck you, but please, keep thinking that. i came here because i was bored." she looked down at her nails and tipped her head to the side. she sank her teeth into her lower lip and just watched for a moment, "are we done? i thought you'd provide some entertainment, but you're just making things annoying and i'm not entertained." she was definitely there to fuck him, but she really was full of shit. "you subscribed to my onlyfans, didn't you? that was you last night..." she murmured and chuckled. "it's because you haven't seen the real thing in so long, oh you poor baby," she cooed and pouted out her lower lip. she reached out and traced his jaw, "do you want me to fuck you?"