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.

even with the dots of cellulite, her rounded hips and stomach along with her large tits. For me, she is

Faye’s not ready to know, but when she

only her underwear on, she stands before

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

remove it, letting the item fall to the floor. Her tits spring free as if they have a

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

lathering them, coating her in my spit and running my thumbs across the

the most beautiful sound I’ve

release her tits only to grasp her hips. I don’t peel her panties down her body. In a

so

cup her

“What now?” she asks.

I continue to stroke up

on my

a blushing female in my bed, but there’s no getting away from it. I love it. Her innocence, her sweetness, it belongs to me and had from the moment

together. She’s trying to cover her body, and I won’t have

“Put your legs on the

open for me. There won’t be a single part of her

kneel before her