You’re well aware that neither My man nor I should ever have to reach into our wallets. It’s the duty of a good cuck to ensure all our needs are met. While we savor Boston’s delights, you’re left to revel in the company of your own cock. Each stroke fuels fantasies of me being pleasured by a real man, his endowed member driving me to ecstasy while you kneel, eager to foot the bill. Your pleas ring out as you beg to cover our hotel, dinner, and lingerie expenses. Fear not, this is the moment you’ve long awaited. I’ll itemize the sums owed in the clip, and as you stroke, you settle the debts.
