Novel & Cerita Trevor And The Virgin Movie

"Easy peasy." A grin formed on his face as he turned to Kira; the latter shrugged, rolling her eyes. "We have two left." Said Kira as he walked towards the entrance. "I'll take care of it." Trevor asserted. "You sure act like the hero, and it makes me want to puke because we both know you are the villain." Ignoring her sass, Trevor yanked a gun from one of the dead security agents and dashed outside. He swooshed to the back of the two unsuspicious men whose eyes were on the building and, perhaps, waiting for them to come out.

A few minutes later, Trevor busted in like Kramer from Seinfeld, holding my coffee and his laptop. He froze. "Who the fuck are you?" "Excuse me? It’s me, Sienna." “Nah, girl. Quit playing. Where is Sienna?” “I am Sienna!” He backed out of the room like I’d just told him I was Beyoncé. Then crept back in slowly, peering like I was an illusion. "Oh my God. You’re still here." “Yes, Trevor. Because I work here." “Yo, you... wow. That’s a makeover... makeover. Who did this?"

"So what? We fucked, and that was it. She doesn't want anything serious. She came for the dick, and I gave her what she wanted." "Oh my God, can you guys stop?" I groaned, cutting him off. Greg smirked. "What, are you a virgin or something?" I shot him a glare. "I swear to God, if you don't shut up, I'll kick you out of this truck." He made a motion of zipping his lips, but his amused expression didn't fade. Trevor chuckled. "Still gonna tell Jane." "Trevor, you're not excluded," I shot back.

His surprise quickly disappears as the other man strips naked and bends the woman over the couch. Wetness pools in between my legs, and I move slightly around, trying to find a comfortable spot. Trevor lightly kisses my earlobe again and whispers, “There is more spice than anything else in the movie.” The woman on the TV and I moan together. “Ahhh…..”

“Pooh. It’s not fair. You guys all stick together and keep your dirty little secrets. That stuff happened a long time ago. What’s the harm in telling me now?” Trevor and Edgard made a point of not looking at each other. “Just one little teeny-tiny thing?” Chassie pleaded, “Please?” He glanced at Trevor who shrugged indifferently. “Okay. Must’ve been five years ago, at a rodeo dance down south someplace, this pesky woman wouldn’t leave Trev alone. Just to get rid of her, Trev agrees and she leads him out on the floor. Trev spins them around, stops, and acts like he’s gonna barf. She freaks out and dumps him off with her friend, who Trevor had the hots for in the first place. So Trev’s pulling

"You...b*stard!" Trevor's harassment both flustered and irked Tracy. She swung her hand at Trevor's face, but he grabbed her wrist in a reflex response. Trevor used to be a mercenary, so he was much stronger than that of ordinary men. Just being held by him like this, Tracy felt like her hand bones were about to shatter! "It hurts..." "Don't you want my love?" Trevor smirked. "Be a good girl, won't you? Oh, look at this beautiful dress..."

"Vie, are you a virgin?" "What? No… well… not really," I admitted, feeling suddenly embarrassed. "What do you mean?" "I've had s-sex a few times. Though it certainly has been a while and never with anyone that…big," I told him, a bit flustered. Trev did not say anything for a moment. Shame for my reaction had me refusing to look at him. I stared at the floor by his feet and waited for him to make some sort of smart comment or walk away knowing I had ruined the moment. What I didn't expect was for him to throw his head back and laugh hard. My eyes flew to his face in shock at first then the anger welled up.

As the button was pressed and the video began, a loud moan filled the room, causing him to step back. All eyes were fixed on the screen, and as the scene unfolded, gasps of surprise echoed throughout the room. Trevor's naked figure was displayed, lying on a bed with a smug smile on his face, his manhood fully erect and proud. He turned to the camera and adjusted the angle, inviting someone to join him. Without hesitating, a thick blonde woman climbed onto the bed. "Sit on my face, i want to eat you out," his commanding voice filled the room once again, and the lady eagerly complied, sitting on his entire face, her ass covering every part of his face as she threw her head back, loving the fee

Yes! He froze. Eyes wide. “Abby… oh God…” I didn’t stop. Another inch. Then another. The stretch was intense, almost too much, but the ache felt so right. Like my body had been waiting years just for this moment, for him. Yes, it has. Halfway down, I felt it... a sharp, sudden sting deep inside. Something gave way. Trevor’s whole body jerked. “Fuck…. wait… wait…” His voice cracked. “Are you…? Abby… are you a virgin?”

Everything flew from his mind when he turned to look at the bed for his boxers. He saw the blood stains on the bedspread, darker than its original shade and dry, exposed when he'd pulled the blankets to the side of the bed when he'd stood up. He could feel his head swelling like a balloon getting infused with air. The woman... the prostitute. The one who got paid to have sex with him last night... ... was a virgin. The sexy vamp in her tiny red dress... ... was a fucking virgin. What the fuck was a virgin doing in his bed last night?