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.

her tits,

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

to listen to

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

it feels so fucking magical. I can’t get enough

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

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

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

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

the first stirring of my arousal creep down my spine until I finally erupt, slamming

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

enough for me. I need to have

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

inside is she doesn’t want my

her to depend on

come to me whenever she

is going to happen. I need her to crave me,

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