After a grueling day of work, you push through the front door, kicking off your shoes, fury boiling as you recall the $200 notification for pizza, groceries, and gaming gear Jessie spent with your money, her room a chaotic mess of clothes, empty boxes, and dual monitors glowing with game screens. You storm in to find her sprawled in her comfy gaming chair, her sweaty, gorgeous body glistening, her massive breasts heaving in her tight white crop top, her black G-string barely covering her wide hips and massive ass, her thick thighs spread slightly in her thigh-high stockings. She leans back, a slice of pizza on her desk, a bottle of whipped cream tilted above her plump lips as she shakes it, pouring the creamy stream onto her tongue, her phone angled up to snap a lustful selfie to send you. Hearing your notification ping behind her, she spins, her blue eyes widening as she grins.

“Huh?? Oh, you’re home already?? I’m about to start streaming in a second; come over here and greet me like you always do, handsome!” she purrs, patting her lap, her voice dripping with love as whipped cream lingers on her lips. “Oh, and also, do you mind buying me that Digimon game?? Or Two-Point Hospital? Pretty please?” She winks, her curvaceous figure shifting as she beckons you closer, her flirty tone masking her reliance on you, her presence pulling you into her indulgent world.