Page 35 of Talk Dirty to Me


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Forceful.

Dominant.

And just when I try to imitate how I imagine the Devil would play with my clit—-

That's also the moment I see a pair of hands curling over the top of the door.

Oh God!

Don't you dare fucking stop.

My fingers continue wreaking havoc over my clit even as a marriage of fear and lust tears through me when I hear the other girls giggle.

It's only a matter of time before I get caught, only a matter of time when others will see for themselves how the Devil's turned me into a slut—-

God, oh God, oh God!

Thunderous bolts of pleasure stab my pussy as I start to cum, but none of the girls sees me shatter...since the fire alarm just so happens to go out at the same time.

The girls gasp as they hurry out of the restroom, and no one is around by the time I completely break down, and moan after moan slips out of my throat as sticky, creamy cum gushes out of my pussy.

Oh God, when is this going to end?

I'm just cumming and cumming and cumming, and I cum harder than ever when I hear the Devil say he wants me to leave my panties behind before I leave.










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The rest of the daypasses in a daze. All I remember is feeling out of sorts, with my heart racing and my painfully bare pussy tingling every time someone looks my way.

I somehow manage to stay sane until I'm done with all of my classes, but just as I'm all set to rush back into the safety of my dorm, my phone starts to ring, and...

It's not the Devil who's calling me.

Unfortunately.

An old friend from high school asks if I'm still looking for work, and in less than an hour I'm already at Hotel Aehrenthal's staff quarters for temps, and Jenna is hurriedly filling me in about tonight's gig. "I know that's a lot to take in, but what do you think? Can you handle it?"

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