Daddy’s fuck toy valentine

Some boys want sweet and cuddly on Valentine’s Day. Not Sotiris. He wants naughty, dirty, hardcore play. I mean, that’s what he was made for, it’s what I trained him to be, a fuck toy. Just holes to be used by a real man, even if it's through a screen. So, while others are putting on pinks and reds, this bitch is putting on the sluttiest black outfit he can find and exposing that pussy for me. All he wants for this Valentine’s Day is to be ruined, and I'm more than happy to oblige.

I commanded him to spread his cheeks and show me that tight little hole that was just begging to be filled. He did as he was told, his body trembling with anticipation. I told him to finger himself, to show me how he likes it. He obeyed, his fingers disappearing into his tight hole, his moans filling the chat. I could see the pleasure on his face, the desperation in his eyes. He was so close, so ready to explode. And I was going to push him over the edge. I told him to cum for me, to show me his load. And he did, his body convulsing, his cock spilling its seed all over the screen. He was a mess, a sweaty, spent mess, completely ruined for anyone else.