I couldn’t believe it when Kane moved into the neighborhood. His commanding presence made my heart race. His blue eyes and the way his shirt clung to his chest when he mowed made my pussy wet. I had an intuition he was a Daddy Dom, and the thought thrilled me... But God he was a jerk! Conflicted and wet, I stared at him out the window, feeling like a bad housewife. Resisting the itch in my pussy.