Chapter 107

Riley

What was better than f.u.c.king a statue in the park?

Having a lovely rod buried deep in the ass while three hot as hell Daddies watched your little hole get rimmed and pounded.

God, I was so jealous of Poppy. She was one lucky bitch. Every single nasty, depraved second of this was torture, because it wasn't me. My ass was so needy, clenching around nothing, while I had a hollow, aching void that begged to be filled. I wanted to be the one strapped to the bench, the one with my ass up in the air and being punished. But instead, I was the one holding...