....So, my bad boys, try to imagine the absurdity of that situation in the nightclub. I was sitting next to some burly guy, who had already fucked me at least five times in his primitive mind, and the lawyer, with whom I had already had sex for three days about 7-10 times per day, but only already in my mind. Yeah, I know, it was me who caused the situation to become so ridiculous. But damn it, I also, at least sometimes, want a man I like to be persistent and make courageous decisions for me. I am a Mistress while having sex, and I am never afraid to take responsibility in a relationship plus make decisions that many men are afraid to make. But that particular night with Gabriel, I was just a woman who left her "shield and sword" at home and came there without any weapons. Yes, you are right, it was ''all-in'' on my part, and I could have lost Gabriel even before I actually knew him. Well, I will not tease you anymore by forc ing you to guess. After a few minutes, my lawyer sat down next on the sofa to that stranger, said several words in his ear, and the jock obediently went off to find 'available' girls on the dance floor. At last, we were alone, and I felt a man who could be the shield and the sword for me. By the way, I saw even via his pants that Gabriel was getting very horny from the situation...
Do you think I masturbated in the nightclub that night? Pick your answer⬇️
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Look how this slut is cleaning my shoes with his tongue because it's the only condition to get my bare feet 😈😈
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.....In your opinion, how long do a sexy woman in a leather jumpsuit and high heels like a Catwoman will remain without male attention on the dance floor? Even before the first track wasn't over, some burly dude in jeans and a white tank top was already dancing next to me. With every second, this bastard was getting deeper and deeper into my personal space, and his big hands occasionally touched my buttocks. At that moment, I had only one wish. I wished Gabriel would come out on the dance floor and take me away from the hands of the motherfucker. But my "hero" just sat there and watched. It's hard for me to say what ruled me at that moment... anger, frustration, or something else. I just took this bastard by the hand and led him into our VIP room. Yes, you read that right - and I’ve set on the sofa between the horny stranger and Gabriel…
My horny bitch, you got that right. Next, I'll tell you about my real fuck in the nightclub. So tip this post and guess what kind of sex it was. The correct answer is only one⬇️