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“Thanks,” I say. “You’re welcome,” she says and I follow her over to the sofa. “So… I’ve told you my story, now it’s your turn.” “Well… there’s really not much to tell. I just studied my ass off in college. Got an accounting degree and started working for this tech firm called Vortex straight out of college. I make good money, but the job itself isn’t the best.” She listens intently as she takes a sip of her beer. “How come?” she asks. “I feel more like a glorified sexy assistant, than an actual accountant. Most of Lucie the time I do a lot of accounting bitch work if you know what I mean. I’ve been there 4 years and I still feel like they treat me as if I was an intern,” I admit. “Well.. not to be mean or anything, it’s because you’re kind of a pushover,” she says bluntly. “You were in high school and you still are.” “Wait to put it bluntly,” I mutter. “I’m not saying it’s a bad thing, well… What I mean to say is that you’re a nice guy. One of the good guys. Which, unfortunately, also means you’re easy to push around.” She scoots a little closer, legs touch. “Well at least you’re honest,” I say. “It’s one of the many reasons why I like you, most guys are assholes.” She places her hand on my thigh. “True…” She bites her lip as her hand ball slides up my thigh. “Ahh.. so…” before I could even finish what I was going to say, her mouth attacks mine. I somehow manage to put my drink on the side table as she starts to crawl on top of me, pushing Wilde me down on the sofa. She spills some of her beer before she puts hers on the table. Finally, I breaks away from the kiss. “So… how exactly are we going to… ah… do this?” I ask her as she straddles me, pulling off her tank top to reveal a set of rock-hard abs and a small pair of breasts underneath a black lace bra. “I know you’re not gay, but I desperately want to fuck you,” she says as she grabs my wrists and pins them above my head, leaning down once more to kiss me. Finally, I pull back and look her in the eye. “I don’t know… I’ve never actually done anything like this.” “Obviously,” she says, rolling her eyes. “Have you ever stuck it in a girl’s ass before?” “I… I’m still a virgin,” I busty admit, tearing my eyes away from her in embarrassment. “Really? No way! How has no one claimed you yet?” She releases my wrists and places her hands on my face, bringing my gaze back to her eyes. “I want to make you mine,” she says as she presses her lips softly against mine. I wrap my arms around her and hug her tightly against me. Did I seriously just become a rapist overnight? It was just me and Elise, back in the dining room, still talking over drinks. As cute as she was Master Sanders was certain she was the replacement he had been looking for Breeding Bitch 3382-B2. In less than a second, I am balls deep in her ass. Mariana laughed as well and said, “little drunk but just aware of what’s going on especially with the presence of a bitch like you sweetie.” My mouth hung open at her obscene gesture, but she just laughed it off. A half-breed Lucie slave usually wouldn't be entitled to any ... accommodations," he said looking back down at her. I thought you would start today." THe dress will be a baby blue or teal. It was especially hilarious when he walked in during the Hooters Girl roleplay. My cunt squeezed tight. Wilde She lets out of soft moan. Her tan jacket and matching pants fit like a glove. As we were waiting for the lift 3 middle-aged men walked up. I replaced it in my holster then drew and swiftly brought it up to a two-handed firing position. Before her whimpers even stopped, I slammed my dick deep into her bowels, sodomizing her. I would busty be honored to be your best man. Fred, how about sexy you?” I ask him. “Come, come, the headmaster needs to borrow the office to speak in private.” I put both of my hands on her head and looked at the guys, “Is this the kind ball of show you had in mind?” Though Brothel Whore 3612 ended up getting spit roasted by the two bouncers before they finished. But then I claim control of my body once more. To be honest with you, if someone had told me back then that we would become this huge band, I would have had serious doubts about the truthfulness of that statement. Later, we had a nice supper and watched some TV. The girl now started to ride me, slowly in the beginning but quickly getting faster. My fingers made a few more passes. We walked over to the restaurant.