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.

can see her tits, especially when they bounce as I

out of college because I found it boring, and I hated being told what to do.” At this she giggles, which quickly turns into

to listen

to tell me how to live my life. I left college after an argument

so fucking magical. I can’t get enough of her cunt or

and back up, going to my shoulders. She uses me as leverage to ride my cock, sliding up and

so rare for her to do so. Her need is so apparent as she moves. There’s no way I can keep my

bit of release before I take her hips and turn

me, I start to plow into her, fucking her the way I know she likes. My name is a

arousal creep down my spine until I finally erupt, slamming into her all the way and

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

isn’t enough for me. I need to have every single

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

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

want her to

me

is going to happen. I need her to crave me, to not be able to think

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