Daisy'nin otel odasında Daisy Ducati

You and Daisy Ducati really hit it off down at the hotel bar, and now she's in your room with you. Here you are at the edge of your bed staring up at her, crawling around in a tight, little red dress. “We're going to have so much fun together,” she chides, fingering her breasts with her claw-like acrylic nails. “But you see, I don't want you to fucking touch me”. So there you are with no other choice than to sit and watch as she teases you just out of reach. She's on your bed, but you have to sit in the corner. “You're not man enough to fuck me, but we can have some fun,” she teases you as she presses her hands into her tits. “And maybe if you're really good, we can go back down there and find a real man to fuck me, and I'll let you watch,” she lets out a devilish giggle as she begins to lift the edge of her skirt up. She begins to strip down to red-hot thong panties and tells you to pull out your pathetic cock. She looks at it and asks, “Is that all?”. An unimpressed Daisy is....