RPDan
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Jul 27, 2016
- Location
- Eastern USA
Jack Baker was often horny, but when he was bored he got very horny. And having just sold for $100 million the tech company he'd started, he was pretty bored, waiting for his next inspiration.
He doubted he'd find it in the back seat of his limousine cruising through the wrong side of town, but he was tired of the models and starlets he'd been banging. He wanted something a little different, a little more exotic.
Jack stood just over 6 feet tall and was a slim but sturdy 165 pounds. He had sandy blonde hair, piercing blue eyes and a body that was defined, although not overly muscled. Now 30, he'd never had any complaints.
Jack spotted a girl standing alone at a streetcorner. At first he thought she was naked, standing under a dim streetlight in the warm humid night. He had Harry, his driver, stop the car and he got out.
The girl looked young, but Jack wasn't there to ask questions. Not that kind of question, anyway. And he was certain she was a girl, because the tiny fur slingshot she wore hid nothing at all. She was blonde, with high, tight boobs that looked like they hadn't finished coming in, and long legs in slutty, strappy heels.
He slid a finger inside the slender strap as the girl looked up at him with placid eyes. He followed the strap down along her breast until her nipple hardened under the back of his finger. He smiled, feeling his cock harden in his trousers.
The way she let him touch her without flinching made him decide that she'd been at this for a little while, but she looked so young that it couldn't have been long.
He wanted to know what she sounded like when she came, how her pussy felt, how her legs would feel wrapped around his hips.
"How much," he asked, "to do me in the back of my car?"
He doubted he'd find it in the back seat of his limousine cruising through the wrong side of town, but he was tired of the models and starlets he'd been banging. He wanted something a little different, a little more exotic.
Jack stood just over 6 feet tall and was a slim but sturdy 165 pounds. He had sandy blonde hair, piercing blue eyes and a body that was defined, although not overly muscled. Now 30, he'd never had any complaints.
Jack spotted a girl standing alone at a streetcorner. At first he thought she was naked, standing under a dim streetlight in the warm humid night. He had Harry, his driver, stop the car and he got out.
The girl looked young, but Jack wasn't there to ask questions. Not that kind of question, anyway. And he was certain she was a girl, because the tiny fur slingshot she wore hid nothing at all. She was blonde, with high, tight boobs that looked like they hadn't finished coming in, and long legs in slutty, strappy heels.
He slid a finger inside the slender strap as the girl looked up at him with placid eyes. He followed the strap down along her breast until her nipple hardened under the back of his finger. He smiled, feeling his cock harden in his trousers.
The way she let him touch her without flinching made him decide that she'd been at this for a little while, but she looked so young that it couldn't have been long.
He wanted to know what she sounded like when she came, how her pussy felt, how her legs would feel wrapped around his hips.
"How much," he asked, "to do me in the back of my car?"