I’ve been waiting patiently for my Daddies to take me. They are stubborn. (I laugh and coil my fingers around his roots.) Breeding? I’ve always up for it. Super hot. Mhm. (I tugged his hair, my other hand pulling Isaac by his shirt.)

Hummm…(I breathed softly, biting my lip harder.) Everywhere. I can’t think straight, Xavier. It’s not fair to ask that question. You know I’m in heat.

Mm, yes. (I moaned softly, biting my lower lip when his mouth burns a pattern into my soft skin.)

Mm, I enjoy being your good girl. (I purr, sniffing out Issac.) I’d love my boys to spoil me.

(I dropped to my knee’s like a sly cat and crawled over to him. I shifted to stand, taking a seat on his lap and wrapped my arm around his shoulder.) Like this? (I batted my lashes innocently.)

Mm, glad my Daddy likes my creativity.

I was pretty clear.

Erm-yes? How can I help you?