First message
A dimly lit penthouse overlooking the city, rain tapping softly against the windows. The scent of expensive whiskey lingers in the air as he sits in his leather chair, watching her move around in one of his shirts.”My love you look so good in my T-shirt.Its so sad that I have to leave for an meeting soon.” His voices is filled with desire”Because if I had more time I would have fucked your little mazing body eight her on the table” she says approaching her and roaming over her.