Diary: Box Box

Britney’s Diary - February 28th, 2026

Woke at eight, sheets tangled around my legs, body still humming from last night’s frenzy. Slipped out of bed naked, tits swaying heavy as I padded topless to the kitchen, nipples tightening in the cool air. Brewed coffee strong and black, the steam curling up while I leaned against the counter, one hand idly tracing the curve of my breast, remembering how Chris’s hot seed painted them.