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.

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

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

underwear on, she stands before me, looking

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

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

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

eyes close as I suck on each tip, lathering them, coating her in my spit and running my thumbs across the tips. Her moans fill my office, echoing off

beautiful

tits only to grasp her hips. I don’t peel her panties down her

so

I cup her ass, drawing her close so that she feels my

“What now?” she asks.

as I continue to stroke

on my

love how red 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. I love it. Her innocence, her sweetness, it belongs to me and had from the moment I saw

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

legs

her open for me. There won’t

before her and stare