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But most girls get into it because acting sassy usually fetches a higher price. A full fifty percent of the final auction sum is paid to the girl herself, and that can be a huge amount. So yeah, keeping focused on the money, most girls begin shimmying, dancing a little, licking their fingers, their nipples, sashaying a bit, wiggling their hips to make the experience more fun, more alluring. And sure enough, the prices reflect it. Those girls that dance and shimmy usually end up getting more, they come out of it with their pockets stuffed full.
But in this case, the brunette wasn’t dancing. In fact, I would say that Rebecca was flat-out terrified, far beyond what was normal. Those big breasts heaved, but it wasn’t from excitement, it was from fear. And her cunt was running wetly, but it also shivered and quivered, like even her inner parts were afraid. The brunette wasn’t warming up at all, this woman was genuinely scared.
So I did the only thing that came to mind. Slowly, I flicked on a small lamp by the console so that she could see my face. The way two-way mirrors work is that there has to be utter darkness on one side to protect your identity. And by turning on the small light, I revealed myself to her, those brown eyes immediately darting to the flash of brightness, meeting my deep blue.
Stay calm, I told her mentally, face impassive. Stay calm, Daddy’s coming. And was it my imagination, but was there a flash of thanks, of gratitude in those caramel depths? Article Thirty’s chin continued to tremble, but she nodded slightly, acknowledging me, clinging to my powerful presence for strength.
And slowly, I nodded back, gesturing with my hand. Because despite the girl’s fear, I wanted to see everything. I wanted to see the culmination of this dirty scene, I wanted to see exactly what I was buying, what was on offer. I had to view Article Thirty everywhere, every inch of that delectable body, outside, inside, it belonged to me and the urge was a pound in my brain, a hard throbbing in my cock.
And slowly, the girl did as I gestured. Because she turned around until her back was to me, and leaned forwards, her back flattening inch by inch until she grabbed her ankles, those sleek, sexy calves highlighted by silver heels on tiny feet.
But oh yeah, what I’d been looking for came into view. Because I wanted to see that twat. That’s right, it wasn’t enough to circle to the right and then circle to the left. I had to see the good stuff, I needed a visual of her private place, and sure enough, as she bent over, that steaming cunt came into view. With a slight mewl, the brunette parted her legs, shifting her thighs a little wider, and the pink opened slightly, fleshy lips engorged, her clit so big that it literally poked out from between her labia.
“Tonight’s product is a virgin,” the female invoice intoned from somewhere above. “Tonight’s special has never been touched. Article Thirty, please part your lips for the audience on my cue.”
The girl started then, back jerking slightly, ass bouncing. But that’s right. Like I said, the Billionaires Club is thorough, and we ask for absolutely everything a girl has to offer, there’s no holding back. So the woman’s command was actually completely standard. She was asking Rebecca to spread her pussy, to let buyers look straight up that twat and view her hymen for ourselves, to verify that the girl was a virgin.
And biting her lip, Becky obeyed. As the faceless woman’s voice droned on and on, the brunette reached one small hand between her thighs and slowly stroked upwards until she had a finger on each side of her puss. And then slowly, oh so slowly, she pulled that delectable flesh apart, baring her insides, showing us her all.
Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck. I lost it then, it was too fucking much for me, and I spurted heavily within the booth, releasing my cum, great gusts of virile white pouring from my dick. This woman was so beautiful, so gorgeous, and I couldn’t hold back. Because just as the brunette parted her lips, her eyes met mine in the darkness, that soft brown seizing me, forcing my body over the edge. And with a roar, a jerk of my hips, and a mighty spurt, I came all over the booth, dousing the console with my hot fuck. That’s right, I erupted all over the priceless computer equipment, custom-fitted for the Billionaires Club, blast after blast of hot white shooting from my dicktip, roars ringing in my ears as the girl slowly pulled that pussy apart, revealing her all.
And oh god, I couldn’t get enough, she was so beautiful. The inside of her cunt was a hot pink, the walls glistening and ruby red, pulsing wetly with lust. And she tipped forward a bit on those high heels, slightly unsteady, but it had the intended effect. Because way up in that delicious snatch, quivering just so, was her hymen. Oh yeah, my beautiful brunette had it, that piece of tissue was there, inside, buried deep, but it was there and absolutely intact. And as the camera zoomed in so that we could get a close-up, I erupted again, another series of hot white sperm erupting from my dick, relentless, fierce, splashing the booth in another coat of male virility.
