I love just letting go and being a total whore. Fucking who ever I want. The other night I had stopped at this high scale hotel that my friend works at to have a drink. Oh, and to see what kind of losers are hanging out looking to score. I was wearing a little black skirt, a slutty top so you can see my tits, and my favorite stilettos. It all started to turn around when this guy approached me asking if he could buy me a drink. I’m defiantly not the type of girl who says no to strangers when they want to spend money on me. Whip out your wallet! We hung out ordered a bottle of the most expensive champagne. I had a good buzz going on and I was really fucking horny. I reached over and grabbed his cock and asked him if he wanted to fuck me? I got up and stood between his legs leaning in kissing his neck. I could feel him getting excited. He whispered that he had a room upstairs and was here over night on business. I finished my drink and we headed to the elevator. Not being able to keep our hands off each other we tumbled into the empty elevator. Things started getting pretty fucking hot when I pushed the emergency stop button so we could finish what we had started. Lifting my skirt up, pushing my panties aside he trusted his cock deep inside me as I slammed against the elevator wall. His thick pulsating cock was spreading my pink wetness apart. I let him thrust his full length inside me while I dug my finger nails into his back telling him to fuck me harder. Demanding him to make me cum.
I knew I wanted nothing to do with him after I fucked him. He served his purpose. Maybe we’ll bump into each other next time he’s in town. He was just one of my lucky victims that got a piece of me.
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