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, especially when they bounce as I

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

supposed to

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

shoulders. She uses me as leverage to ride

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

bit of release before I

likes. My name is a constant echo as she calls it with

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

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

to have every single part

to have the same success as

inside is she doesn’t want my money or my

her to depend

me whenever

happen. I need her to crave

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