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.

where I can see her tits,

told what to do.” At this she giggles, which quickly turns into a moan as I slam her down on my cock at

to

to tell me how to live my life. I left college after an argument with a professor, and never looked back.”

it feels so fucking magical. I

going to my shoulders. She

to do so. Her need is so apparent as she moves. There’s no way I can keep my hands off her. Cupping her tits,

her to have every last bit of release before I take her hips

her the way I know she likes. My name is a constant echo as she calls it with each thrust of my dick

feeling the first stirring of my arousal creep down my spine until I finally erupt, slamming into her all the way and holding myself deep within

dick is still inside her as I get her to rest her head on my chest. Running my fingers through her hair, I

need to have every

she says. “One day, I hope to have the same success as you. I’d love to give

doesn’t want my money or my life. She never asks

her to depend on

come to me

to happen. I need her to crave me, to

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