Secrets of Desire
Dubai glittered below like a spilled jewelry box.
He spun me, slammed my front to the glass. My nipples flattened against the cold glass, my breath fogged it in frantic puffs.
“Look at them,” he growled, yanking my panties down to my knees. The plug’s jeweled base glittered in the city lights. “Every fucker down there will see you break.”
He twisted the plug, slow, savoring my scream. Then he pulled it out inch by inch, the sudden emptiness making me sob. Two fingers plunged into my pussy, curling, scissoring. “Soaked. You loved their money, didn’t you?”
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