I take a deep breath, my groin, quivering. A dormant, but deadly serpent has awoken to the most delicious rodent rooting around in it’s den. Her pussy is my prairie dog. My impressive girth is going to swallow it whole and then spit the bones out all over the front of her. “Mr. Grey?” Oh. I must have been standing there for awhile. “I suggest you remove my belt with your teeth (baby).” She looks quizzically at me and then blushes- what the fuck is her problem? What kind of sexual short bus was she thrown off of? My dick should be spitting the seeds of superlative potential all over her wispy bangs by now. She could be experiencing great anxiety over what people will think about my cum in her hair, but here she is blanching like an albino retard without sunscreen. I am losing my patience. “What is the problem, Miss. Steele?” I say through gritted teeth that only accentuate my strong jaw line, she is probably wet. “I’m a virgin.” What the fuck did she say? A virgin? Great, I could fuck a dead cat, fresh out of the microwave with more sex appeal. I better say something reassuring so she doesn’t know what I’m thinking “Yeah, baby.” There, that should do it.
[To Be Continued...]
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