She quickly turned around, glad to escape the hot man in front of her. It had been a month since they had last bumped into each other. She figured he would have called by now. Fuck him and all of his flirty shit. She was glad she had lost his card.
She grabbed some clothes and headed to the dressing room. She heard a noise. As she went to pull the curtain back, her hand stopped. She felt his presence. She smelled his delicious cologne. He pulled back the curtain of her dressing room and paused. She was standing there in a sexy black and red lacy bustier with black stockings clipped to her garter. She was still wearing her four inch heels. He put his hand on her skin and sighed with desire. He moved around her body like he’d explored it for years. His smooth lips tasted her neck, kissing gently. She breathed in his ear, “Bite me”. When he opened his mouth and put his teeth on her neck, he had to cover her mouth to stop her from screaming in ecstasy. She was trembling. Her neck was one of her erogenous zones. She could feel her pussy juice starting to drip from her cunt hair, making the inside of her thighs slippery. She smelled her juices—making her wetter.
He pulled back, and the desire in both of their eyes turned to urgency. They kissed again, hard. He flicked his tongue in her mouth cupping her right breast through her lingerie and freeing it from the lace.
He rubbed her nipple between his fingers, squeezing it gently. He listened as she moaned louder, pushing her breast closer into his body. He joined in the frenzy, alternating between biting her neck and kissing her lips. They were both panting—out of control. She began to undress him. First the shirt. She let her hands run through his soft hair. She then moved her hand up to cup his gorgeous face. He pulled back and looked at her.
“You are so beautiful,” he said breathing heavily.
She smiled a crooked, naughty little smile at him, took her right hand and ran it up the length of him, making him moan. She unzipped his pants and gently took his huge swollen cock out. He was so ready–shit, he was hard. He repaid her by unhooking her garter and sticking his finger inside her wetness. She gasped and began grinding his finger. He continued to plunge his finger in and out of her wet hole. They kissed wildly. Then he picked her up, his back against the wall, the mirror in front of them. He entered her with one thrust. She gasped loudly. The pain was so good. The two began to ride each other hard. Hands. Hardness. Lips. Wetness. Everything was on fire. He began to thrust harder, grabbing her ass and spreading her cheeks apart with his huge hands. She felt the fire building inside of her and she began to let go.
“Oh…I…I…I’m…cu…”
“How’s that suit looking, sweetie? I know you look FA-BU-LOUS!”
She slowly focused her eyes and looked in the full length mirror. She was breathing heavily. Her finger was wet from pleasuring herself.
Oh shit! “I’m coming out in two point two seconds. I got caught up answering an email.” She reached in her purse and found a tissue to wipe off her finger. She sat down for a second and steadied her breath.
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