“Well, well, well,” he drawled, “Aren’t you a sight for sore eyes. Sexvideo “You’re ours now, Kayla. Her eyes widened when she stumbled upon a club that promised amateur nights, regular folks just like her, stripping down and fucking for the pleasure of strangers. She could feel her orgasm building, her body tensing, her breath hitching. She gripped the strap of her purse, her knuckles turning white, her body trembling with anticipation. Kayla shivered, her nips hardening under her conservative blouse. He leaned down, his teeth grazing her ear. She could turn back, she could go home, she could forget this ever happened. “Fuck, you taste good,” he murmured, before pushing her back onto the stage. “I’m Marcus.
