Only a whore. Only a whore.Time slipped away from Monica. In unknown minutes, he swept her from the counter and tried to stand her up. Her legs buckle... and she fell against him. He guided her to the floor. She lay on her stomach on the cold, lemon Lysol scented linoleum. Monica gasped and moaned. But most of all, she wished. She wished he wasn't done. She wanted him to continue. When she heard his zipper, she smiled to herself. He wasn't done yet.The two hands grabbed her hips and lifted,. Hair tied back with something dark and glittery, but then I lost myself for a moment watching her hips swing down the hall. So full, so shapely, the perfect tone from many hours at the gym. She didn't notice my appreciative glance as she fumbled with the key card at her door, still talking on the phone, "...you old goat, you just better be rested up tomorrow because it will be day fifteen and I'm keeping you up all night!" She glances up as she finally unlocked her door, and blushes crimson as. More

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