He stared at her, her absolute perfection. Imogen had gotten the job at the Orchid and had been working there for two months (since her eighteenth birthday) and would be working there until around five in the morning on this particular night, depending on how busy the place got. They talked like they had known each other forever, and swapped stories about their lives and friends as if the other would know exactly who, and what they were talking about. She saw dancing as a way to secure herself financially for the time she would be spending on study. Trust me.”
She laughed, and leaned in to kiss him deeply. His eye’s drank in the sight of her heaving chest as she almost hyper-ventilated her way through the intense orgasm she was currently experiencing, and finally, as she shuddered powerfully, letting the orgasm flow through her, all he could feel was the pulsating tight grip her dripping wet hole had around his fingers. It was crazy. Imogen had gotten the job at the Orchid and had been working
