New town... Cafe path Holly (Patreon)

Throw Holly a bone.

He had a few hours to kill during the end of the week before the big shindig. He texted Holly, asking her. "What sup, baby? What are you wearing to the party this weekend?"

Holly texts back. "Why does it matter, you asshole?" He could she's trying to play hard to get.

But soon Holly sent {mc} three decent attires that fit the classy theme of the upcoming party. A white dress with cheap jewelry, a black one with heels, or a deep green outfit with a matching purse.

"I'm loving these options, Holly. But why not share some pictures of you in these outfits? Please don't disappoint a man and make him choose blindly. How about you show me what these dresses really look like on your hot frame?" he  flirts. "Spread your legs and show me your lovely bits afterwards, you slut."

Holly obeyed his commands, pulling up a mirror, posing seductively, and sending her legs and pussy up front and center. She wore a white dress with no underwear, showing her pussy for him.

"Keep up the dirty talk, you jackass." Her bratty side is trying to show its cute, ugly face.

He chuckles as Holly keeps sexting, sending him pictures and videos of her various nude poses. He sent a few crude remarks to amp her up. A little dance for him and the camera. Her bubble butt was shaking to her own beat, making it jiggle. Her cute breasts looked tempting as she licked one of her brown nipple with a wicked smile. Her petite digits wiggle and wave, "Come and get it, you stupid idiot."

"Beg me, you little dumb slut. Say... I'm a dumb cocksleeve for {mc}. Please come breed me." {mc} text over.

Does Holly do it?