Firebird
“Tight black dress with a gartered corset and stockings under it, no panties. Yeah. She was a slut.But she was an excited slut. She shifted on the backseat of the cab, already growing damp between her legs. It wasn’t just the way she was dressed. It was the knowledge that she was going to Jackson’s home to have sex. They’d made a date. For sex. Arrangements to fuck. It was so hedonistic. He wanted to penetrate her, touch her in all her most private places. And she desperately wanted to be touche...d by him.She pressed her legs together, watching the people out on the street. She wanted to roll down the window and shout out her happiness. Finally everything was coming together for her. She had her part-time job nailed down, and just that morning she’d finally located a studio apartment she could rent week to week for a reasonable rate. And now she was on the way to Jackson’s house for sex. He was going to put his hands on her, press his hard, powerful body against hers. He was going to penetrate her with the cock she’d seen straining in his pants, the cock she couldn’t stop obsessing about.MoreLess
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