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.

along with her large tits. For me, she is the best fucking package I have to unwrap, and I intend to take

not yet. Faye’s not ready to know, but when she does, she’ll

she stands before me, looking unsure. There’s no

bra down her arm, watching it fall loosely to her elbow. I do the same with the next. Pulling her

fall to the floor. Her tits spring free as if they have a mind of their

beaded nipple, I watch as she gasps,

each tip, lathering them, coating her in my spit and running my thumbs across the tips. Her

the most beautiful sound I’ve

her hips. I don’t peel her panties down her body. In a

so hard,

now, in my office. Running my hands down her back, I cup her ass, drawing her close so that

“What now?” she asks.

voice is breathy as I continue

sit on

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

hands clasped together. She’s trying to

as I tell her. “Put your legs

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

her and stare