"Carrying your baby?", I asked finally surprised.
He leaned comfortably in the back of his chair, running his index finger and thumb in a circular motion over his slightly grown, sharp beard.
“I won’t go into too much detail, but let’s say , this will be the solution to your problems.”
I snorted at his words. Well this was simply magnificent but to him! Still I  remained  silent, not giving him the pleasure of looking once in his direction.
“So, what’s your answer?”, He went on shamelessly.

Carrying the billionaire’s Child


I was never one for optimism but as I stood there in front of my floor-length mirror, I realized how lucky I was.
I was wearing a beautiful knee-length laced black dress that hugged my curves perfectly. My long, dirty blonde hair was in curls that hung loose down my back. I felt beautiful and I ...

Don’t want to be a stripper

The new job

You can’t be my secretary 

Be my mistress

The offer

Meet me

Why me

He is my heir

No cheating

In the club again

Can't forget him

Best sex

Her mother

Lost in thoughts

Meet him again

So handsome and hot

So sexy

Everything you want

No feelings

Touch yourself

Masturbating

Her secrets

Thinking about her

Desires