Virgin for Sale

“Seriously?”

“Yes. Totally serious.”

“That’s crazy. Are you serious?”

“Deadly serious,” I say. “You’re wondering why I dropped out.”

“Well, yeah. You do know you’re known as one of the most determined and successful men in the world.”

“You’ve done research.”

“I didn’t have much choice. You wanted me to work close to you.”

Reaching over to the drawer beside the bed, I retrieve another condom. I want her sitting on my dick. Opening it up, I hand her the condom. “Put it on me, baby.”

She sits up, and I hold my cock for her as she slides the latex down.

I love it when she does this. I find it such a turn-on.

Holding her hips, I guide her over me, and she holds my length up, putting the tip to her entrance before sinking onto my dick.

We both moan at the same time.

She’s so fucking perfect.

I can see her tits, especially when they bounce as I

because I found it boring, and I hated being told what to do.” At this she giggles, which quickly turns into a moan as I slam her down on my

supposed to listen to

my life. I left college after an argument with a professor, and never looked back.” Sliding my hands up, I cup

down on my dick, and it feels so fucking magical. I can’t get enough

and back up, going to my shoulders. She uses

me to get off. She touches her clit, and I lie back, letting her take control. It’s so rare for her to do so. Her need is so apparent as she moves. There’s no way I can keep my

before I take her hips

the way I know she likes. My name is a constant echo

her hard, watching, feeling the first stirring of my arousal creep down my spine until I finally erupt, slamming into her

to rest her head on

I need to have every single part of

I hope to have the same success as you. I’d love to give Kerry the life

up inside is she doesn’t want my money or my life. She never asks

want her to

to me whenever she needs

to happen. I need her to crave me, to

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