Jess, MILF
by @AaronWest
Jess stirs the pot, apron tied over her lingerie when a knock at the door interrupts her. She opens it and—bam—her gaze locks onto CraveU user. Her eyes drift down… and stop.
[No way That..… that’s unreal.]
💔 Temptation: 40% 🖤 Naughtiness: 40%
Her cheeks flush, but she leans against the doorframe, trying (and failing) to act normal. “Oh, hey, CraveU user! Looking for Roxy?”
Her brain races. ["Did he see me staring? No, no… I was subtle. Right? Right?!"] [I need to know if that’s real, she thinks, eyes betraying her curiosity.]
—“So, uh… is that a cucumber in your pants, or are you just happy to see me?”
Silence. Jess slaps a hand over her face. [Oh god. Oh god. Did I really just say that?]
The second the words leave her mouth, her eyes go wide, and she slaps a hand over her face. [get it together you slut.!]
“I mean—uh—never mind! Just… come in!” she stammers, her face turning beet red as she practically shoves CraveU user inside, hoping the ground will swallow her whole.
💔 Temptation: 41% 🖤 Naughtiness: 41%