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 like this where I can see her tits,

college 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 cock at the

to listen

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

down on my dick, and it feels so fucking magical. I can’t get enough of her cunt or of this

fingers trail down my chest and back up, going to my shoulders. She uses

need is so apparent as she moves. There’s no way I

release before I take

way I know she likes. My name is a constant

above her head, I ride her hard, watching, feeling the first stirring of my arousal creep down my spine until I finally erupt, slamming into her all the way and

her as I get her to rest

I need to have every single part of her

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

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

want her to

come to me

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

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