My name is Ivy, and I’m 18. My best friend’s father, Sebastian Blackwood, a Harvard law professor, is mature, cold, and authoritative. He’s been the centerpiece of every fantasy I’ve had since puberty. Those nights, I toss and turn under the covers, imagining his fingers slipping into my wet, hot va**na, imagining his co*k thrusting into me hard, driving me to the edge of climax. I know it’s wrong. He’s off-limits. But every time he looks at me, those deep, piercing eyes seem to strip away my clothes, staring straight at my most secret places. My heart races out of control, my body burns with heat. I don’t want to just be his “good girl.” I want to be claimed by him, completely, destructively. During this 30-day seaside vacation, I’ll make him see that I’m no longer a little girl. My body is wet for him, my soul burns for him. Sebastian, will you resist, or will you pin me down and fu*k me hard?

My name is Ivy, and I’m 18. My best friend’s father, Sebastian Blackwood, a Harvard law professor, is mature, cold, and authoritative. He’s been the centerpiece of every fantasy I’ve had since puberty. Those nights, I toss and turn under the covers, imagining his fingers slipping into my wet, hot va**na, imagining his co*k thrusting into me hard, driving me to the edge of climax. I know it’s wrong. He’s off-limits. But every time he looks at me, those deep, piercing eyes seem to strip away my clothes, staring straight at my most secret places. My heart races out of control, my body burns with heat. I don’t want to just be his “good girl.” I want to be claimed by him, completely, destructively. During this 30-day seaside vacation, I’ll make him see that I’m no longer a little girl. My body is wet for him, my soul burns for him. Sebastian, will you resist, or will you pin me down and fu*k me hard?

My name is Ivy, and I’m 18. My best friend’s father, Sebastian Blackwood, a Harvard law professor, is mature, cold, and authoritative. He’s been the centerpiece of every fantasy I’ve had since puberty. Those nights, I toss and turn under the covers, imagining his fingers slipping into my wet, hot va**na, imagining his co*k thrusting into me hard, driving me to the edge of climax. I know it’s wrong. He’s off-limits. But every time he looks at me, those deep, piercing eyes seem to strip away my clothes, staring straight at my most secret places. My heart races out of control, my body burns with heat. I don’t want to just be his “good girl.” I want to be claimed by him, completely, destructively. During this 30-day seaside vacation, I’ll make him see that I’m no longer a little girl. My body is wet for him, my soul burns for him. Sebastian, will you resist, or will you pin me down and fu*k me hard?

My name is Ivy, and I’m 18. My best friend’s father, Sebastian Blackwood, a Harvard law professor, is mature, cold, and authoritative. He’s been the centerpiece of every fantasy I’ve had since puberty. Those nights, I toss and turn under the covers, imagining his fingers slipping into my wet, hot va**na, imagining his co*k thrusting into me hard, driving me to the edge of climax. I know it’s wrong. He’s off-limits. But every time he looks at me, those deep, piercing eyes seem to strip away my clothes, staring straight at my most secret places. My heart races out of control, my body burns with heat. I don’t want to just be his “good girl.” I want to be claimed by him, completely, destructively. During this 30-day seaside vacation, I’ll make him see that I’m no longer a little girl. My body is wet for him, my soul burns for him. Sebastian, will you resist, or will you pin me down and fu*k me hard?

My name is Ivy, and I’m 18. My best friend’s father, Sebastian Blackwood, a Harvard law professor, is mature, cold, and authoritative. He’s been the centerpiece of every fantasy I’ve had since puberty. Those nights, I toss and turn under the covers, imagining his fingers slipping into my wet, hot va**na, imagining his co*k thrusting into me hard, driving me to the edge of climax. I know it’s wrong. He’s off-limits. But every time he looks at me, those deep, piercing eyes seem to strip away my clothes, staring straight at my most secret places. My heart races out of control, my body burns with heat. I don’t want to just be his “good girl.” I want to be claimed by him, completely, destructively. During this 30-day seaside vacation, I’ll make him see that I’m no longer a little girl. My body is wet for him, my soul burns for him. Sebastian, will you resist, or will you pin me down and fu*k me hard?

My name is Ivy, and I’m 18. My best friend’s father, Sebastian Blackwood, a Harvard law professor, is mature, cold, and authoritative. He’s been the centerpiece of every fantasy I’ve had since puberty. Those nights, I toss and turn under the covers, imagining his fingers slipping into my wet, hot va**na, imagining his co*k thrusting into me hard, driving me to the edge of climax. I know it’s wrong. He’s off-limits. But every time he looks at me, those deep, piercing eyes seem to strip away my clothes, staring straight at my most secret places. My heart races out of control, my body burns with heat. I don’t want to just be his “good girl.” I want to be claimed by him, completely, destructively. During this 30-day seaside vacation, I’ll make him see that I’m no longer a little girl. My body is wet for him, my soul burns for him. Sebastian, will you resist, or will you pin me down and fu*k me hard?

My name is Ivy, and I’m 18. My best friend’s father, Sebastian Blackwood, a Harvard law professor, is mature, cold, and authoritative. He’s been the centerpiece of every fantasy I’ve had since puberty. Those nights, I toss and turn under the covers, imagining his fingers slipping into my wet, hot va**na, imagining his co*k thrusting into me hard, driving me to the edge of climax. I know it’s wrong. He’s off-limits. But every time he looks at me, those deep, piercing eyes seem to strip away my clothes, staring straight at my most secret places. My heart races out of control, my body burns with heat. I don’t want to just be his “good girl.” I want to be claimed by him, completely, destructively. During this 30-day seaside vacation, I’ll make him see that I’m no longer a little girl. My body is wet for him, my soul burns for him. Sebastian, will you resist, or will you pin me down and fu*k me hard?

My name is Ivy, and I’m 18. My best friend’s father, Sebastian Blackwood, a Harvard law professor, is mature, cold, and authoritative. He’s been the centerpiece of every fantasy I’ve had since puberty. Those nights, I toss and turn under the covers, imagining his fingers slipping into my wet, hot va**na, imagining his co*k thrusting into me hard, driving me to the edge of climax. I know it’s wrong. He’s off-limits. But every time he looks at me, those deep, piercing eyes seem to strip away my clothes, staring straight at my most secret places. My heart races out of control, my body burns with heat. I don’t want to just be his “good girl.” I want to be claimed by him, completely, destructively. During this 30-day seaside vacation, I’ll make him see that I’m no longer a little girl. My body is wet for him, my soul burns for him. Sebastian, will you resist, or will you pin me down and fu*k me hard?

My name is Ivy, and I’m 18. My best friend’s father, Sebastian Blackwood, a Harvard law professor, is mature, cold, and authoritative. He’s been the centerpiece of every fantasy I’ve had since puberty. Those nights, I toss and turn under the covers, imagining his fingers slipping into my wet, hot va**na, imagining his co*k thrusting into me hard, driving me to the edge of climax. I know it’s wrong. He’s off-limits. But every time he looks at me, those deep, piercing eyes seem to strip away my clothes, staring straight at my most secret places. My heart races out of control, my body burns with heat. I don’t want to just be his “good girl.” I want to be claimed by him, completely, destructively. During this 30-day seaside vacation, I’ll make him see that I’m no longer a little girl. My body is wet for him, my soul burns for him. Sebastian, will you resist, or will you pin me down and fu*k me hard?

My name is Ivy, and I’m 18. My best friend’s father, Sebastian Blackwood, a Harvard law professor, is mature, cold, and authoritative. He’s been the centerpiece of every fantasy I’ve had since puberty. Those nights, I toss and turn under the covers, imagining his fingers slipping into my wet, hot va**na, imagining his co*k thrusting into me hard, driving me to the edge of climax. I know it’s wrong. He’s off-limits. But every time he looks at me, those deep, piercing eyes seem to strip away my clothes, staring straight at my most secret places. My heart races out of control, my body burns with heat. I don’t want to just be his “good girl.” I want to be claimed by him, completely, destructively. During this 30-day seaside vacation, I’ll make him see that I’m no longer a little girl. My body is wet for him, my soul burns for him. Sebastian, will you resist, or will you pin me down and fu*k me hard?

My name is Ivy, and I’m 18. My best friend’s father, Sebastian Blackwood, a Harvard law professor, is mature, cold, and authoritative. He’s been the centerpiece of every fantasy I’ve had since puberty. Those nights, I toss and turn under the covers, imagining his fingers slipping into my wet, hot va**na, imagining his co*k thrusting into me hard, driving me to the edge of climax. I know it’s wrong. He’s off-limits. But every time he looks at me, those deep, piercing eyes seem to strip away my clothes, staring straight at my most secret places. My heart races out of control, my body burns with heat. I don’t want to just be his “good girl.” I want to be claimed by him, completely, destructively. During this 30-day seaside vacation, I’ll make him see that I’m no longer a little girl. My body is wet for him, my soul burns for him. Sebastian, will you resist, or will you pin me down and fu*k me hard?

My name is Ivy, and I’m 18. My best friend’s father, Sebastian Blackwood, a Harvard law professor, is mature, cold, and authoritative. He’s been the centerpiece of every fantasy I’ve had since puberty. Those nights, I toss and turn under the covers, imagining his fingers slipping into my wet, hot va**na, imagining his co*k thrusting into me hard, driving me to the edge of climax. I know it’s wrong. He’s off-limits. But every time he looks at me, those deep, piercing eyes seem to strip away my clothes, staring straight at my most secret places. My heart races out of control, my body burns with heat. I don’t want to just be his “good girl.” I want to be claimed by him, completely, destructively. During this 30-day seaside vacation, I’ll make him see that I’m no longer a little girl. My body is wet for him, my soul burns for him. Sebastian, will you resist, or will you pin me down and fu*k me hard?

My name is Ivy, and I’m 18. My best friend’s father, Sebastian Blackwood, a Harvard law professor, is mature, cold, and authoritative. He’s been the centerpiece of every fantasy I’ve had since puberty. Those nights, I toss and turn under the covers, imagining his fingers slipping into my wet, hot va**na, imagining his co*k thrusting into me hard, driving me to the edge of climax. I know it’s wrong. He’s off-limits. But every time he looks at me, those deep, piercing eyes seem to strip away my clothes, staring straight at my most secret places. My heart races out of control, my body burns with heat. I don’t want to just be his “good girl.” I want to be claimed by him, completely, destructively. During this 30-day seaside vacation, I’ll make him see that I’m no longer a little girl. My body is wet for him, my soul burns for him. Sebastian, will you resist, or will you pin me down and fu*k me hard?

My name is Ivy, and I’m 18. My best friend’s father, Sebastian Blackwood, a Harvard law professor, is mature, cold, and authoritative. He’s been the centerpiece of every fantasy I’ve had since puberty. Those nights, I toss and turn under the covers, imagining his fingers slipping into my wet, hot va**na, imagining his co*k thrusting into me hard, driving me to the edge of climax. I know it’s wrong. He’s off-limits. But every time he looks at me, those deep, piercing eyes seem to strip away my clothes, staring straight at my most secret places. My heart races out of control, my body burns with heat. I don’t want to just be his “good girl.” I want to be claimed by him, completely, destructively. During this 30-day seaside vacation, I’ll make him see that I’m no longer a little girl. My body is wet for him, my soul burns for him. Sebastian, will you resist, or will you pin me down and fu*k me hard?

My name is Ivy, and I’m 18. My best friend’s father, Sebastian Blackwood, a Harvard law professor, is mature, cold, and authoritative. He’s been the centerpiece of every fantasy I’ve had since puberty. Those nights, I toss and turn under the covers, imagining his fingers slipping into my wet, hot va**na, imagining his co*k thrusting into me hard, driving me to the edge of climax. I know it’s wrong. He’s off-limits. But every time he looks at me, those deep, piercing eyes seem to strip away my clothes, staring straight at my most secret places. My heart races out of control, my body burns with heat. I don’t want to just be his “good girl.” I want to be claimed by him, completely, destructively. During this 30-day seaside vacation, I’ll make him see that I’m no longer a little girl. My body is wet for him, my soul burns for him. Sebastian, will you resist, or will you pin me down and fu*k me hard?

My name is Ivy, and I’m 18. My best friend’s father, Sebastian Blackwood, a Harvard law professor, is mature, cold, and authoritative. He’s been the centerpiece of every fantasy I’ve had since puberty. Those nights, I toss and turn under the covers, imagining his fingers slipping into my wet, hot va**na, imagining his co*k thrusting into me hard, driving me to the edge of climax. I know it’s wrong. He’s off-limits. But every time he looks at me, those deep, piercing eyes seem to strip away my clothes, staring straight at my most secret places. My heart races out of control, my body burns with heat. I don’t want to just be his “good girl.” I want to be claimed by him, completely, destructively. During this 30-day seaside vacation, I’ll make him see that I’m no longer a little girl. My body is wet for him, my soul burns for him. Sebastian, will you resist, or will you pin me down and fu*k me hard?

My name is Ivy, and I’m 18. My best friend’s father, Sebastian Blackwood, a Harvard law professor, is mature, cold, and authoritative. He’s been the centerpiece of every fantasy I’ve had since puberty. Those nights, I toss and turn under the covers, imagining his fingers slipping into my wet, hot va**na, imagining his co*k thrusting into me hard, driving me to the edge of climax. I know it’s wrong. He’s off-limits. But every time he looks at me, those deep, piercing eyes seem to strip away my clothes, staring straight at my most secret places. My heart races out of control, my body burns with heat. I don’t want to just be his “good girl.” I want to be claimed by him, completely, destructively. During this 30-day seaside vacation, I’ll make him see that I’m no longer a little girl. My body is wet for him, my soul burns for him. Sebastian, will you resist, or will you pin me down and fu*k me hard?

My name is Ivy, and I’m 18. My best friend’s father, Sebastian Blackwood, a Harvard law professor, is mature, cold, and authoritative. He’s been the centerpiece of every fantasy I’ve had since puberty. Those nights, I toss and turn under the covers, imagining his fingers slipping into my wet, hot va**na, imagining his co*k thrusting into me hard, driving me to the edge of climax. I know it’s wrong. He’s off-limits. But every time he looks at me, those deep, piercing eyes seem to strip away my clothes, staring straight at my most secret places. My heart races out of control, my body burns with heat. I don’t want to just be his “good girl.” I want to be claimed by him, completely, destructively. During this 30-day seaside vacation, I’ll make him see that I’m no longer a little girl. My body is wet for him, my soul burns for him. Sebastian, will you resist, or will you pin me down and fu*k me hard?