Club 91

I began dancing sexually glancing at him with pure lust in my eyes. I moved my hips to the beat of the song, before slowly taking the strings from the top of my outfit to release my natural Double D titties. My body was completely natural so no they didn't sag to the floor but they also weren't plastic surgery high either, they were just right, and most men appreciated it, no shade.

I laid on my back down in-front of him spreading my legs beyond my head. I rolled into a split grinding on the floor slowly as if I was riding dick. I began crawling towards him until I reached in between his legs before standing to sit reverse cowgirl on his lap. He leaned back into the couch as I damn near dry humped his dick. I could feel the bulge in his pants with every bounce I made and I could feel the tip of his dick at the end of his thighs where my hands gripped to keep me from falling forward. I knew he had big dick energy.

He grabbed my waist guiding my hips to grind deeper into his lap, setting flame to my already sparked arousal. I began to forget that one, I was at work, two I didn't know this man from a can of paint, and three I already have a man. But even with all those factors, I let my pussy glide against his silky pants causing my pussy to get wetter and wetter. It's like Persuasion took over my body greedily trying to pry out the orgasm I was suppose to get earlier that night. It wasn't until my pussy juices started leaking down my left thigh,that snapped out of my lust filled haze that I realized I was doing way too much right now. I don't know if it was him or the money that had my pussy dripping like a faucet.
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Kiana's desire for financial freedom has caused her to live a life she never thought she would. Life threw her heartache after heartache causing her to accept love in all the wrong places. She's normalized abuse and toxicity so will she be able to recognize if someone truly loves her? Read to find out.