Mila Kunis
@ kn0wy0u.tumblr.comMila giggled softly to herself, as she spied Master from behind the curtains. She had to wait until he was alone. He’d have no idea what had hit him. Mila ran through the plan one more time in her head. It was a struggle just keeping the ideas in her mind for longer than a minute – she was so incredibly horny that any kind of intelligence was fast fading away on a sea of giggles. But she knew what she had to do. The email he’d sent her had made it perfectly clear. She’d find him, take off this silly little jacket, and stand before him, his fantasy made flesh.
Then, she’d fuck him. And fuck him again. And again. And again. Until she was nothing more than an empty whore for him. Mila giggled again. This was gonna be soooo perfect.