"I promise to treat you like a Queen
I aim to give you everything you deserve and more
I swear I will love you unconditionally for the rest of my life
My beautiful, Annabel.
Will you marry me?"
This was it. This was the single best day of my life. My eyes widened, my heart began beating faster. Is this real?
"Yes!" I shrieked and threw my arms around him. Family and friends cheered. I looked over to see my Mum beaming, my friends squealing. My life was complete, everything was perfect and then I woke up.
"Why the fuck are you still in bed?" My boyfriend said to me.
"Oh, sorry. Must have overslept."
"Damn right you overslept. Look at the fucking time An." He threw the alarm clock over to me. "What the fuck's wrong with you?"
"Sorry, babe." I wipe last nights makeup off my eyes and clambered out of bed.
"I don't want this happening again." He checked his watch for the second time and groaned. "For God's sake, I don't even have time for a fuck before work."
I wrapped my arms around his waist.
"Aw, baby. Don't be mad."
I nuzzled closer to him and felt a familiar poke.
"Hm, I don't think Terry would mind me being late to work for one day." He grinned.
"It's not one day though, is it? It's nearly every day." I explained, still holding him close. I loved the way his skin felt on mine.
"Please baby, I know you're pussy's wet." He ran his thumb over my lips, looking intently into my eyes. He wasn't lying, I was feeling quite moist. I slapped his hand away from my face and crouched down. If I was going to do this, I had to do it right. I tied my hair back and tugged down his jeans. Wow, today was obviously a good day for him. He groaned as I ran my hand up and down his dick, licking it from bottom to top. Just before he was about to reach his climax, I stopped and stood up, whispering in his ear.
"Fuck me. Hard."
He grabbed my ass and slammed me against the wall, ripping off my panties and throwing them across the room. I squealed with excitement, sucked my fingers and rubbed my clit.
"Oh baby, I want you so bad." He moaned slamming his cock into me over and over until I squirted all over him.
"Fuck yes." I screamed. "Oh God,"
"Want me to cum for you, baby?" He panted, breathlessly.
"I want you to fucking cum all over me." I ordered, interrupted by a sudden urge to squirt again. "Fuck me. Oh. Oh God. Fuck me. Harder. Harder."
He continued slamming his dick into me, faster and faster until I squirted, screaming his name.
"Oh God, baby I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum. Oh Fuck." He groaned and pulled out. His cum spewed onto my pussy. "Fuck!" He screamed. He put me down and I turned to go and shower.
"Have a good day at work, baby." I said, walking away.
"You too!" He shouted after me.
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The Life of a Drunken Whore
RomanceSEXUAL CONTENT. He slammed his cock into me over and over until I squirted all over him. Yeah, and I should probably mention that I'm a hooker, a prostitute, a whore. Whatever you wanna call it, I don't care. I love my life. I fucking love it.