Отдалась за рулон туалетной бумаги во время эпидемии || Скетч #1 || Murstar

Title: Desperate Times, Desperate Measures: A Naughty Toilet Paper Fetish Fiasco

In the throes of the pandemic, when toilet paper became more precious than gold, Snezhana and her sugar daddy, Murstar, found themselves in a predicament. Snezhana had been living with Murstar for the past few months, enjoying his lavish lifestyle and unlimited supply of toilet paper. However, as the global crisis escalated, Murstar’s secret stash began to dwindle, and Snezhana’s greed knew no bounds.

One fateful afternoon, as Snezhana lounged on the plush couch in their mansion, she noticed Murstar struggling with a heavy box in the adjacent room. Curiosity piqued, she sauntered over to investigate, her curvaceous hips swaying with each step. As she approached, she realized that the box was indeed filled with… toilet paper!

Murstar, caught off guard, tried to hide the box behind his back, but Snezhana was too quick. She grabbed it from him, her eyes widening with delight as she brushed her fingers against the soft, crisp sheets. “Murstar, darling,” she purred, “I had no idea you were hoarding such a valuable resource. You naughty boy!”

Murstar, flustered and flabbergasted, stammered, “Snezhana, my love, I was planning to use this for, um, special purposes. You know, to keep our, er, intimate moments fresh and clean.”

Snezhana smirked, a wicked glint in her eyes. “Oh, I see. Well, I think it’s time we renegotiate our agreement, darling. I want equal access to this precious commodity, or I might just have to find someone else who can satisfy my needs.”

Murstar’s face paled at the thought of losing his sugar baby. He knew he had to appease her, no matter the cost. “Snezhana, my sweet, anything for you. But let’s make a deal. I’ll let you have access to the toilet paper, but in return, you’ll have to, um, perform a few favors for me. You know, to sweeten the deal.”

Snezhana grinned mischievously, her mind racing with the possibilities. “Oh, Murstar, you naughty, naughty man. I think we can work something out. But let’s make it interesting, shall we? I want to negotiate the terms of our arrangement right here, right now.”

Murstar gulped, his heart pounding with anticipation and trepidation. He had a feeling he was in for a wild ride, but he couldn’t resist the temptation of Snezhana’s seductive allure.

Snezhana slowly unbuttoned her silk blouse, revealing her lacy bra and ample cleavage. She sauntered over to Murstar, her hips swaying hypnotically. “Let’s start with a little preview of what’s to come, shall we?” she whispered huskily, pressing her body against his.

Murstar groaned, his body responding to her touch. But just as he was about to make his move, Snezhana pulled away. “Uh-uh, not so fast, sugar daddy. I want to make sure you’re willing to meet my demands. I want you desperate, hungry, and aching for my touch. And I want that toilet paper.”

Murstar’s mind was spinning, torn between his desire for Snezhana and his hoarding instincts. But as Snezhana diched away and teased him with glimpses of her voluptuous body, he knew he had to give in. “Alright, Snezhana. You win. I’ll give you access to the toilet paper… but you have to let me watch you use it. And you have to let me join you in the bathroom. I want to see those soft, clean sheets sliding over your naked body.”

Snezhana’s eyes sparkled with naughty delight. “Ooh, murstar, you’re such a dirty boy. I love it. But I have one more condition. I want the entire roll, no matter how many sheets it takes. I’m going to indulge myself in a luxurious bath, just me and my newfound treasure. And you, my darling sugar daddy, will watch me from behind the curtain… but you can’t touch. Not until I give you permission.”

Murstar’s nostrils flared, his chest heaving with anticipation and frustration. But he knew he had no choice. He handed over the precious roll of toilet paper, his eyes devouring Snezhana’s every curves as she sashayed to the bathroom, the roll tucked under her arm.

The moment she disappeared behind the closed door, Murstar paced the hallway like a caged animal, his mind racing with dirty scenarios. But Sne