Addison wasn’t sure what sort of a reply she was expecting to come from Preston, but the one that she got was not it. It would have made more sense for her to get a text back that essentially ignored her pussy remark altogether. But instead, Preston not only commented about it, he made a comment that suggested he had been thinking about her pussy.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'">There’s only one way to find out for sure…</span>​</div><br/>She typed the response and sent it off quickly, smirking to herself all the while. Biting her lower lip, Addison decided to add another text message to the chat conversation.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'">So you admit that you’ve been thinking about my pussy?</span>​</div><br/>His response to her previous text came in, then. He mentioned being nervous about the meeting and apologized if he was a little abrupt. “If?” Addison said to herself, scoffing. But, she continued to roll along with the text conversation, as it were, figuring that dwelling on Preston’s nerves probably wasn’t the best thing. Except, there was one little remark she thought to make.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'">Maybe if you would have JO’d in the bathroom, like I told you to, you wouldn’t have felt so nervous. Next time you’re nervous, just let me take care of it for you.</span>​</div>