Tara Ashley was still getting used to having a sugar daddy. The shopping, the cars, and the lavish lifestyle were all brand fresh to her. She wasn’t attracted to this dude because of that though. She was attracted to him because of his sense of ownership and supremacy toward her. He would jab his beef whistle down her jaws with fine strength just how he luved it. Her tight pinkish beaver would get punctured by his ginormous ebony ravage stick.