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Jessie
Rich or not, the newest stranger in town was one fine specimen of a man and his bulge looked perfect for the hard f**k I desperately needed to get my mind off my shitty day. While his obvious money would usually keep me from giving him a second glance, his dark as espresso eyes and full lips made my knee bounce like mad.
“Down at the end.” My conquest of the night angled toward our right through the motel’s parking lot, and I followed, hurrying to keep stride with his long legs even though he limped slightly, my ability to focus in real time finally hindered by all the shots I’d done. I’d definitely had one too many.
He seemed in a rush, but with a hate f**k ahead of me, I didn’t expect I’d get off too quickly. Perhaps I would ride his d**k with a knife to his throat to make s
