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Owen

“Harder, baby, fuck yeah.”

I grip Lola’s head as her long, stringy blonde hair bobs up and down on my raging hard cock.

She slurps and chokes a little, but I don’t fucking give a shit if the ending result is how I like it, with me coming all over her fucking face and down her throat.

I love to squirt my cum on hot chicks at the Expose.

Oh, yeah, hey, you’re probably wondering who the fuck I am and what the hell’s the Expose? Allow me to explain myself.

I’m Owen Wolfe, and on the off chance you haven’t heard of me, I’m proud to say I’m a gold card member here at the Expose.

Right, now you want to know what the Expose is, don’t you? Well aren’t you a demanding little fucker, then?

Fine, I’ll appease you…for now. You should know, though, that my patience wears extremely fucking thin most of the time, and I’m used to getting what I fucking want.

The Expose is the hottest, yet most discrete private stripper and sex club in all of Manhattan. The best part? Well, it’s only three blocks from my fucking house, so if I have the urge to spray my cum on some chick’s face, all I have to do is walk down the fucking street and in seconds some desperate stripper will have her hands all over me.

Lola’s one of the strippers here at the Expose, but she’s not my favorite. In fact, I really could care less about her, but she’s hot and can suck cock fairly well, so I’ll take her.

We’re currently in one of the bathroom stalls at the club. You might be grossed out, thinking that it sounds pretty nasty to get a blowjob in a dirty club bathroom, but when I say I fork out a decent wad of cash to be a member of the elite third floor VIP section, you better fucking believe it’s clean as shit in here.

I mean, Lola can fucking lick the floor if she wants to, but for now I prefer her to keep licking my huge, hard cock.

My cock is tough to swallow, but only in the best way. I’m twelve thick inches of throbbing, pulsing man flesh, and I don’t fucking care who knows it. In fact, I’m damn well proud of how long I am, and I’m happy to bury my cock into any pussy worth digging.

I’m also tall, standing at six foot four inches with a strong, chiseled jawline that makes every girl drool.

I’m the dark and brooding type, too, but I have a charismatic charm that lures all the sexy chicks into my arms.

I never miss a day at the gym, so if you’re ready to touch a massively dope eight-pack, I’ve got them right here waiting for you under my shirt. I get compared to celebrities like Ryan Reynolds and Zac Efron all the time. Let’s just say I have the perfect looks, the full package, just

like a fucking movie star—or a porn star if you’re more into that.

You fucking love that, don’t you? I bet you’re fucking soaking wet now just thinking about me and my rock-hard body.

Well, right now, I’m naked from the waist down as my pants sit in a heap around my ankles. Lola is fucking working her magic on me and has the best tongue action of any girl in the club—but even though she’s hot, she’s not the hottest by far.

I mean, she’s okay and all, but I’m just not that into blonde chicks at the moment. I’d rather have a brunette or jet-black haired girl who knows how to hold her own—a true fucking New Yorker just like me.

But Lola can give award-winning blowjobs, and I’m happy to be receiving one from her right now. I pull her up slightly. She’s naked except for a pink lacy thong currently going right up her ass crack like fucking dental floss.


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