Chapter 1800

"Women should know how to dress up. That's how you bring out real beauty," Andrew said with a teasing smirk.

Chantelle muttered. "Mind your own business. Now you've had your look, haven't you? If you're done, I'm taking it off."

Andrew stepped forward and caught her ankle before she could move. Her heart skipped a beat, and she instinctively tried to pull away.

However, Andrew pulled her closer in one swift motion, seating her right between his legs. The position was so unexpected and so suggestive that her mind blanked for a second.

She immediately thought of the position where the woman was on top.

"L-Let me down! You said just look, not touch! Why are you changing the rules?" Chantelle stammered as she pushed against him, trying to escape.

Andrew slapped her on the butt with his big hand. "Don't move around. These tights are delicate, and they'll tear if you struggle."

Still locked in place, Chantelle's frustration bubbled. "Andrew, this isn't the time to mess around! Let me down first. I'm not ready for this!"

the past, you were always pretty

of the day! Lauren and the others are still out there. They could walk in

Andrew loosened his grip.

the head of the bed, putting some

Lauren a run for her money. They look amazing, and I gotta say, they feel even better. I mean, damn... legs like

at him, flustered. "You're such a flirt, Andrew. This

Whether you like it or not doesn't matter. Now,

froze, thinking she had misheard. "What did you just

somehow pulled out a small leather whip. "Isaid, get on all fours and stick that ass up. Black stockings

flicking back and forth in his hand. "Andrew... where did you even get that? Y-You're a total perv!

washing over her. For the first

a

was

technique was flawless. Despite her attempt to dodge, his aim landed perfectly-not too hard, not too

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