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8:13 PM FRIDAY

She takes one last swig of tequila from the bottle and then she’s bounding behind me— Louboutin pumps and all—as we burst out the side door, slamming it hard against the brick building.

Next thing I know, we’re in an alley, fog rolling across the air. My dick is nearly toppling over the top of my unbuttoned pants as we find our footing in this dark, narrow space that smells kind of like a dumpster.

“Ungh…”

A moan escapes from deep in my throat as I lace my fingers through her luscious hair.

Never one to be outdone, that Sammi. Already at her knees, pulling my dick into her throat.

She’s sucking on my cock as if her life depended on it. I can feel her tongue stroking back and forth, tasting all of me as her mouth glides over my length, taking it all in.

I lean my head back against the brick, truly basking in the sensation.

Impressive.

Real fucking impressive.

I mean, let’s be real: it’s hard to find a chick that doesn’t gag on a 6-inch dick, let alonemymassive cock. It’s been a struggle my entire life to get good head—honestly the only downfall to being as fucking hung as I am.

Most women will bitch that their jaw hurts after barely taking in the tip, looking up at me with tears in their eyes, ready to tap out after just a few moments with my monster python. And don’t get me started on anal!

But Sammi? She’s got a lock on this shit. I look down only to get a true sight of her with her mouth full of my cock, and I nearly blow my load as her piercing, emerald green eyes meet mine. They’re practically smiling, just fucking giddy as she chokes me down and goes back for more.

Her lush red lips are pursed around my dick, and the sheer force of her suction alone is driving me wild.

This girl could suck a golf ball through a straw, no doubt.

As I study that sexy fucking face of hers, I swear I even see the hint of a curled smile playing on her lips, even as they’re stretched taught and sliding smoothly up and down my entire shaft.

Meanwhile, Tina Turner’s voice is now belting out both parts of “Baby Get it On,” loud enough that we can hear it from outside of the building.

Not one to be distracted, I grab Sammi’s head with both hands and thrust into her mouth, not giving one goddamn iota how it looks to any passers-by. I’m so close to the fucking edge that my cock is twitching wildly down her throat.

She grabs my balls with one of her hands and rolls them in her palm.

“Ah! Ungh!” I moan, addressing the entire fucking city at this point.

I fucking explode, shooting strand after strand of pearly cum down her throat. I raise my arm to my mouth and bite down to keep from screaming out her name. My mind is swimming in ecstasy as she continues to slide up and down my whole shaft, hungrily milking jet after jet, and swallowing every single drop.

My thoughts are clear, and my desire for Sammi is still burning hot.

I promised Sammi a wild night, and I’m going to personally fucking deliver.

Fuck Eggbert. Sammi is fucking mine tonight.

I push Sammi up against the brick wall of the club and aggressively press my lips to hers. When she gasps, I hungrily invite my tongue into her mouth.

I grab her tit in my hand, rubbing my thumb against her hard nipple through the silky fabric of her dress.

I yank her dress down, revealing her tits as I dip down to bite the hard nub before sucking on it like a hungry babe.

“Hey, that’s a fucking expensive dress!” she cries out.

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