My fiancé parks his car as close as he can to the supermarket entrance, he then goes in to do the shopping, I stay in the car and see how many men I can make eye contact with whilst I am flashing and touching myself. The closer they walk to the car the
Admit it, your tiny dicklet is throbbing at the idea of losing control to a packing trap [domme] like me. Why fight your desires? Give in & let’s have some fun😈