"Good girl," I felt him smirk against my skin, nipping at it roughly.
And that's when I lost it. I let out a soft moan and felt my panties get more wet than they already were.
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"That is the most beautiful sound I've ever heard, baby. I should...
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"Girl, you're on my mind."
"Mmmm," the blonde moaned on my dick as she grabbed on to my thighs. I grabbed onto her hair and thrusted into her mouth, fucking her face.
I finally came and stood up, zipping my pants. "Babyyyyy, where are you goingggg?" I heard the blonde ask. I rolled my eyes in annoyance.
"I'm not going anywhere. You're the one who's going." "But whyyyyy?" She whined. Can she get any more annoying?
"Leave," I ordered, pointing to the door.
"Ugh! You're so disgusting, " she screamed as the wiped my cum off her face.
"Right back at ya, " I winked and pushed her out my hotel room.
After the girl left - whatever her name was, I decided to take a shower. I wanted to scrub every bit of that girl off my body.
All I could think of was that girl from the café. I later found out that her name is Aurielle. A beautiful name for a beautiful girl.
I had Donatello do some research on her the very same day. He brought me a file with all her information shortly after. The file had it all. It went from things like her height, to something as personal as her favourite colour.
• Full Name: Aurielle Marie Sharbino. • Date of birth: 4th July, 2005. • Age: 18 • Nationality: American. • Residence: Chicago, Illinois. • Favourite colour: Lilac purple. • Favourite flower: Peonies Etc.
It was the last day of my stay in Chicago, and it was time for me to leave. There was one thing that I needed to get before I go.
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It has been a week since that incident at the café and I must say that I could have handled that situation differently, but it's all gone now thankfully. I couldn't help but steal a few glances at the man who sat at the table with him. He appeared to not enjoy the other man's company one bit. I can't blame him, I wouldn't either.
I had just finished my final class for the day and it was already 7 p.m. I was walking home alone as usual. I kept my grip on the small taser firm as I held it to my side. I had 20 minutes of my walk left and I couldn't wait to get home. My feet were throbbing painfully.
