Virgin for Sale

She licks her lip, and I know she wants it.

There’s no denying that glint of attraction her eyes.

“Do you want money? Will that be the deciding factor for you?”

She wrinkles her nose. “No. I don’t want your money.”

“Good. It’s not on offer.”

“You’re not into any freaky kind of stuff, are you?”

I smirk. I can’t help it. “Maybe, my little virgin, you should try something before you judge.”

“I’m not a virgin anymore.”

“You’re a virgin in more ways than you know.” Kissing her neck, I wait. “Take off your clothes.”

She hesitates for a second before finally unbuttoning her blouse. She’s slow as she does this, the first button coming through the hole and then the next.

The white lace bra she wears is so fucking sexy. My dick is already so hard that I feel a wave of pre-cum spill out the tip. I want inside her.

When she wriggles out of the skirt, I nearly lose it. Her tits shake with each move from side to side, those curves being revealed to me.

her fuller figure, the thickness of her thighs, even with the dots of cellulite, her rounded hips and stomach along with her

tell her, not yet. Faye’s

stands before

tease the strap of her bra down her arm, watching it fall loosely to her elbow. I do the same with the next. Pulling her close, I flick the catch of the bra, and it

her remove it, letting the item fall to the floor. Her tits spring free

press them together, watching her nipples harden. Licking one beaded nipple,

as I suck on each tip, lathering them, coating her in my spit and running

beautiful sound I’ve

down her body. In a strong grip, I tear them from her,

wasn’t so hard,

back, I cup her ass, drawing her

“What now?” she asks.

I

sit on my

her cheeks are. I didn’t realize how arousing it could be to have a blushing female in my bed, but there’s no getting away from it.

sits down on the sofa, her hands clasped together. She’s trying to cover her body, and I

your legs on the edge

this will spread her open for me. There won’t be

before her and stare