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.

cellulite, her rounded hips and stomach along with her large tits.

not about to tell her, not yet. Faye’s not ready to know, but when she does, she’ll be ready to deal with

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

letting the item fall to the floor. Her tits spring free as if

press them together, watching her nipples harden. Licking one beaded nipple, I watch as she gasps, her back arching up, offering them to

them, coating her in my spit and running my

the most beautiful

her panties down

wasn’t so hard,

I cup her ass, drawing her close

“What now?” she asks.

breathy as I

on

in my bed, but there’s no getting away from it. I

her hands clasped together. She’s trying to cover her body, and

tell her. “Put your legs on the edge of the sofa and

knowing this will spread her open for me. There won’t be a single part of her

her and stare at