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her sexy little face. She pushes her ass so it’s at the edge of the table and spreads her legs as wide as they’ll go. She is swollen, wet, and ready to be thoroughly beat up by my dick. I step closer and grab her legs to place them up on my shoulders. She’s shaking in anticipation and I try so hard to keep my composure and not blow my load all over the table. I rub her clit with my thumb and finger, soft at first and pick up the pace when she starts moaning my name.
    “When you fell from heaven.” I finally get my voice back long enough to answer her question. She leans forward and bites my shoulder hard. She wants it badly. I stick my dick in and set to work. She’s screaming loud enough that her neighbors probably think I’m murdering her. If the cops show up I’ll let them know the only thing I beat up is sexy pussy. I snicker to myself and she lights up the room as she smiles at me. I’m paying so much attention to this brunette beauty in front of me that I completely miss V’s entrance. After Eryn and I finish, I catch my breath and focus on the feel of my cock still inside her. I could leave this earth right here and die a happy man. I question V on how long she’s been sitting there and when I see the pissed off look, I instantly feel guilty. I’m an asshole, but this bitch does give good sex. I don’t want to be too rude. I try and take it back, but it’s too late and shit quickly escalates. She starts to stare off in space almost like she’s having a seizure or something. I call her name, but she doesn’t respond. She starts spewing out a load of shit and mumbo jumbo. When things start to get clearer, all I register are names and that she murdered her ex-boyfriend. That was enough for me. I back up and grab my cell phone. Unfortunately I can’t remember where the fuck it is and it’s too late. I’m too fucking slow. My life flashes before my eyes and I beg for forgiveness. She must be some kooky chick out to get revenge on all the cheating assholes of the world. I bare my sins on the table and hope that she’s just fucking around, but nope. Bang —the gun goes off and it’s over in a split second. At least I got off before I was offed.

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Eryn; there can only be one.
     
    “Fuck yes, oh god. I’m cumming all over the fucking place. Play with my pussy. Smack my ass. Fuck me hard. Eat out my tight cunt.” These words have become a familiar mantra to me over the last couple of years. This is how I make my living. Don’t get me wrong, I keep things classy. I don’t have sex with randoms. I’m no whore. I’m a high-class escort. I work with the politicians, the rich and famous, and most of the time married old guys that like to get their rocks off with young girls. I’m twenty-four years old and richer than I’ve ever dreamed. I still like to work in the bar just to keep up appearances and maintain my reputation as the poor girl. Most of the guys I’m with just use me to get their own rocks off and never go slow enough or play enough to actually get me off. I get wet easily, but that’s the extent of it. It takes work to get me off and none of the men I’m with want to put in the work. I like fucking, don’t get me wrong. But I prefer making love, slow and sweet. Believe it or not, I’ve never been with a woman. Not even a drunken kiss. I’ve been checked out by plenty, but none of them have ever caught my fancy. I usually just smile back and move on. V caught my eye from the instant she walked around me to check out my ass. I have never had someone so blatantly want me and it really put me on a high.
    When she took me in the bathroom, I wasn ’t exactly sure what to expect so I let her take the reins. She did a damn good job. I squirted all over and I rarely do that. I’ve never done it with anyone else. Always just by myself, with my battery-operated boyfriend in hand. When Savage came into the bathroom, it made the whole situation even hotter.