Hendrix
“Ready to head out?" Beau came to a stop in front of me, catching me off guard. “My feet hurt, and I'm dying to get out of this dress." Her words reminded me of my earlier discovery: she was completely bare underneath. Her lithe body was just waiting for my c**k. Swollen. Wet. f*****g delicious. “So, can we? Go, I mean."
“Of course," My tone was deep, holding an edge of manic desperation that caused her pupils to dilate. “Follow me."
I pulled her along behind me, was just to the edge of the entrance - dodging everyone who wished to speak with me - in my desire to reach the lobby and elevators.
If Beau thought that we were going back home tonight, she was dead f*****g wrong. I had plans for us, and they included being naked and the smell of s*x permeating every single square inc
