Page 55 of Solace

The music started again, I preferred a different tune, but couldn’t be bothered to waste a few more seconds of my day, I needed these girls out and quickly. I turned to Cecco as the girls preformed some weird shit, they looked stiff, like robots I gazed at him, he shrugged his shoulders.

The girls danced. I watched, or at least tried only I noticed something odd about the first woman’s backside.

I clicked my fingers indicating to shut the music down or at least pause it. Cecco paused the music.

“Have you got bum fillers or something?” I asked.

“I do,” she replied proudly, and giggled.

Gazing down the line to look at the girls.

“Are any of you natural?”

They all looked at one another like I asked a trick question. They shook their heads.

“Richard, I want natural, not fake,” I told him, what a waste of my time.

“Yes boss, sorry boss.”

He bundled the girls out my office. I placed my hand in my hair not believing what I was dealing with, only most of the girls in the club had fake tits…Layla was natural and had a fine pair, wow what was this girl doing to me?

I stared out the door that had been left open as Layla was passing.

“Come here,” I shouted to her.

She entered the room with a dumb folded expression on her face, then she had possibly seen four naked women leaving my office.

“Dancers for the club and were all fake. I like natural,” I informed her.

She smiled and moved seductively towards me.

“I’m all natural,” she teased.

“Oh, I know that and right now I have something for you to do for me.”

“You do?”

I walked to the docking station and pressed play. I spun around to see a sexy glint in her eyes.

“You naughty boy.”

Stepping to her and placed my fourth finger under her chin tipping her head back. “Only for you.”

Taking hold of her hips as the music came alive around the room, making my dick harder by the second. I moved us back to my chair where I sat down, and Layla carefully straddled across my lap placing her knees either side of my thighs. She grinded her pussy against my hard length, taunting me making me hotter and eager by the second.

“You know if you keep that up, I might explode.” She smirked making my heart skip a beat. How the hell do I handle this girl?

I slipped my hands up her thighs, thankfully wearing a dress, and without hesitation found her panties on her hips and without remorse tore them of her.

“Mr Conti,” she said shocked.

“I’ll buy you’re a new pair. Right now, I need to be buried inside you.”

I reached for my fly, undoing it and hand inside, I pulled out my magnificent length. I gazed into Layla’s eyes as she gasped and curled her tongue looking hungry.

“Please don’t allow me to stop you,” she joked.

Licking my finger and placed them between her legs, wiping her pussy, lubricating her a tiny bit even though she was wet enough. She lifted a fraction and shuffled closer to me, her hands wrapped around my neck, I placed my dick at her entrance, and she lowered down feeling my girth insert deeper into her core. Fuck, I was on fire. My dick throbbed to the excitement.

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