OHGIRL My Triumphant Return Home from Vegas
I moaned in pleasure as his hard white cock slowly slid in and out of me. Bill, my manager at the strip club and boyfriend, hadn’t been able to pick me up at the airport, so he had sent Brett that morning, the current night bartender and my secret boy toy. I had just landed from a 2 week business trip to Las Vegas and it was nice to see a familiar and sexy face. We had barely gotten the door closed on my apartment before Brett had ripped off my clothes and began to ravage me. He may not have...