PAID FOR IT, mileven.

18+

"but that's just it, mr. wheeler. you're not paying me for sex, you're paying me for my discretion. your money isn't what makes me wet, sir. your money is just what ensures i don't run and tell the tabloids about how hard you make me come."

she needed money, and he needed a half-decent fuck that didn't blab about their sexual exploits to the press before he could even put his dick away.

the solution was simple - he would pay her not to tell a soul about the dirty, depraved things he did to her.

his dick would stay wet and his reputation clean, and her bank account would stay full and her needs would stay beyond fulfilled.

see? simple.

... but growing more and more complex with every moment spent together.