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“I want you to come, baby,” I growl as I bite her clit, eliciting a thin wail.“Come on my face.”

“Trek!”she screams, gripping my hair in her hands as her cunt convulses.“Oh oh oh!”Her pussy clenches, her entire body going stiff.Then, a huge rush of female come squirts from her pussy, arcing into the air before I catch it on my tongue.

“That’s right, baby,” I croon.“Keep squirting.You look so beautiful like this.”

Posey isn’t shy.At least, it doesn’t seem like it as her big breasts bobble, huge gushes of clear fluid coming out of her twat.She’s gorgeous squirting like this, and I bend my mouth to catch as much of it as I can, swallowing furiously.

“Oh Trek, oh Trek,” she mewls, laying back on the couch as she pants, still twisting at those hard nipples.“Mmmm.”

I slide up her warm body until I can rest my head against her tits, pulling lazily at her nipples as we lay there.

“You taste good, sweetheart.”

“Oh my god!”she squeals.“You were drinking it.”

“I was,” I acknowledge in a deep tone.“Your pussy juices are nectar to me.Sweet, like ambrosia.”

She stares, still flushed as her breasts heave.

“Are you serious?”

“A hundred percent.I love tasting a woman between her legs.”

She shakes her head, her eyes dazed because I’m sure Posey’s squirted before.She probably just hasn’t met a man who’s as eager to drink from her cunt, as he is to fuck it.

“Now what?”she asks, slightly timid.

I say nothing and instead continue to stroke her beautiful body because I know what I want.I want to force my bulge into that tight twat while sucking on her tits.Then, I want to flip her over and stuff my cock into that way too, before she sits down on my bulge with her anus.It’s wrong though because Posey doesn’t even know that men like me exist.The closest she’s come to a knot is likely some werewolf porn, or some dude in a costume.But I’m the real thing …and sooner or later, Posey’s going to find out.

6

Posey

Was yesterday for real?Or did I imagine the whole thing?

But my body—still on fire from Trek’s thrilling behavior—knows that I imagined nothing.My dirty dreams actually came true, and the reality was even better than anything I could have ever imagined.

The way his lips felt on my pussy.How he knew exactly how to tease me.

I wiggle in my rolling chair, recalling what it felt like to have Trek’s mouth on my most intimate parts.His lips were incredibly wet and satisfying, and wishing I could feel him again.

Get it together, Posey!I scold myself ineffectively.You’re at work, so act like it.

But ever since our unexpected meeting in the dressing room yesterday, my mind is more consumed than ever with thoughts of Trek: the broad shoulders, the thick chest, and how his manhood might feel pressed inside of me.

I sigh, a long-winded sound that carries across our small receiving room and right over to Kelly.My friend looks up from the brochures wall, a knowing smile spreading across her face.

“I can’t tell if that’s a good sigh or a bad sigh,” she observes, dropping the stack of pamphlets she’d been refilling on the counter in front of me.

“It’s good.”

My friend’s eyebrows arch.“Care to explain?”she teases.“Trust me, I knowexactlyhow you feel.”

I turn my head and look at my friend more closely.

“Wait, did something happen yesterday?”I start to ask, unsure if I really want to know if Trek might have visited Kelly—or any of the other girls for that matter—too.My stomach drops to my feet.Oh my god, what if Trek…?It’s too horrible to contemplate.

But before my friend can respond, Dr.Smiley strides into the room, wearing an ill-fitting shirt and way too much cologne.I can barely control the urge to cough.The slimy man sweeps a hand through his greasy, box-dyed hair and takes a spot at the counter, standing far too close to my pretty blonde friend.

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