Nikki in Your Room

One call, and now she’s here – Nikki Nicole, a walking fucking fantasy. That tight little summer top clings to her perfect tits, that barely-there skirt does nothing to hide the kind of body that could make a man lose his goddamn mind. She steps inside, her hips swaying, her eyes locked on yours. “You look like you need to unwind”, she purrs, dragging a single finger down your chest.

You barely get a chance to respond before that top is slipping off, that skirt is rising, and her body is pressing into yours. Nervous? Not anymore. You wanted this. You needed this. And now? You’re about to get every wet, filthy second of it.