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

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

to listen to

to. No one was going to tell me how to live my life. I left college after an argument with a professor, and never looked back.” Sliding my

dick, and it feels so fucking magical. I can’t get enough of her cunt

my shoulders. She uses me as leverage

her as she starts to come apart, using 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 hands

of release before I take her hips and turn her

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

of my arousal creep down

pulling her close. My dick is still inside her as I get her to rest her head on

me. I need to have every

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

inside is she doesn’t want my money or my life. She

her to depend

to me whenever she

the moment, that is going to happen. I need her to crave me, to not be able

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