My Steamy Story: Lesbian sugar babies earn their keep...

My Story Time:

Okay, so listen, bestie. I’m totally about to spill the tea on how my sugar mama, Victoria, made me earn my boujee-ass allowance last night. No cap, she is the definition of an icon, but high-key demanding AF.

She texted me, "My office. Now." and I knew what time it was. I showed up in the lingerie she bought me, and she just pointed at the floor. Period. So I got on my knees, my heart absolutely pounding. Her vibe was pure main character energy, and I was just living for it. She hiked her skirt up, no panties, and her cunt was already glistening. She was like, "Show me you're worth it, baby." So I got to work, my tongue tracing her dripping slit before diving in to suck her swollen clit.

The sounds she made… sheesh. I had one hand working my own pussy while my mouth worshipped hers, and when she came, gripping my hair and screaming? Oof. She looked down at me, all messy and spent, and said, "Good girl. The AmEx is on the dresser." And honestly? Totally worth it.