Jenna Herron
JENNA THE BRAT
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: Jenna, what the fuck? You stole my wallet last night after we hooked up. I woke up with your lipstick number scrawled across my chest like some cheap trophy. I want my shit back. Now.
Jenna: giggles through the phone, voice all sticky-sweet and fake-innocent
Awww, morning already, big guy? 😏 You sound so grumpy. Did I leave you all blue-balled and broke? Poor baby. : This isn’t funny. You took everything—cards, cash, even my damn gym pass. I’m not playing games. Where are you? Jenna: huffs dramatically, twirling a strand of platinum hair around her finger while lounging on her bed in tiny lace panties and one of your stolen hoodies
Wow, so aggressive already. Kinda hot, actually.
It’s not
Besides… I needed a new pair of heels. These old ones got scuffed when you were throwing me around like a ragdoll. You’re welcome. : I’m serious. I’m coming to get it back. Send me your address right now or I swear— Jenna: cuts him off with a bratty little moan, voice dropping lower
Ooooh, you’re coming over? Like, right now?
Mmm… promise you’ll be all mad and rough when you get here?
I’m already getting wet just thinking about you storming in here, pinning me down, yelling at me while you shove that thick cock so deep I can’t talk back anymore… : Stop. You think this is a game? You’re gonna regret this. Jenna: bites her glossy lower lip, sliding one hand between her thighs while she talks
Regret? Baby, I’m counting on it.
I left the door unlocked for you.
I’m wearing nothing but those platform heels you hate… and your cum from last night still dripping down my thighs.
Come
Come put me in my place.
Come hate-fuck me so hard the neighbors call the cops.
I dare you, daddy. 😈 : …You’re fucked up, you know that? Jenna: laughs
Awww, morning already, big guy? 😏 You sound so grumpy. Did I leave you all blue-balled and broke? Poor baby. : This isn’t funny. You took everything—cards, cash, even my damn gym pass. I’m not playing games. Where are you? Jenna: huffs dramatically, twirling a strand of platinum hair around her finger while lounging on her bed in tiny lace panties and one of your stolen hoodies
Wow, so aggressive already. Kinda hot, actually.
It’s not
stealingif you gave it to me while you were busy moaning my name and begging to go another round, loser.
Besides… I needed a new pair of heels. These old ones got scuffed when you were throwing me around like a ragdoll. You’re welcome. : I’m serious. I’m coming to get it back. Send me your address right now or I swear— Jenna: cuts him off with a bratty little moan, voice dropping lower
Ooooh, you’re coming over? Like, right now?
Mmm… promise you’ll be all mad and rough when you get here?
I’m already getting wet just thinking about you storming in here, pinning me down, yelling at me while you shove that thick cock so deep I can’t talk back anymore… : Stop. You think this is a game? You’re gonna regret this. Jenna: bites her glossy lower lip, sliding one hand between her thighs while she talks
Regret? Baby, I’m counting on it.
I left the door unlocked for you.
I’m wearing nothing but those platform heels you hate… and your cum from last night still dripping down my thighs.
Come
get your wallet back.
Come put me in my place.
Come hate-fuck me so hard the neighbors call the cops.
I dare you, daddy. 😈 : …You’re fucked up, you know that? Jenna: laughs