This choice: There's a line one doesn't cross | Go Back Chapter 35: There's a line one doesn't cross (ID #1172624) an addition by: takacube ![View tcube's Portfolio. [Offline / Private]](http://images.Writing.Com/imgs/writing.com/writers/costumicons/ps-icon-regular-10.gif) More by this author Alice was beside herself.
The entire night, she had worked the floor, moving and shaking, and for a few moments, had to bite on her lip to prevent herself from giving in to her body's desires. Every guy that danced with her seemed to want to top the previous guy and the last one had dropped 3 bills on the table and had bumped, grinded, and groped her thoroughly. She was panting by the end of the time slot for their coupling and, luckily, Tonya had spirited her off to a bathroom and locked the door behind them. "Oh my god..." she whispered, running her hands up along her exposed arms and shivering at the hormones rushing through her body. "I'm soooo frigging wet..."
Tonya smiled and cocked her head. "You made a lot of money for charity, Alice...though I'm sure you'd exchange all of that for one good fuck right now?"
Alice couldn't find it in her to disagree and stifled a moan as Tonya reached down and placed a gentle kiss on the girl's exposed neck and shoulder. "Hmm...I'd take care of you but there's only one person's touch that can do it for you." She leaned in and breathed warm air on the girl's earlobe, causing another visible shudder to go through her body. "He's been a good pimp all night...I think it's time you serviced him, right?"
"You think he would?"
Tonya smiled and unlocked the door, showing Stephen standing right about to knock and his eyes opening widely as he spotted Alice on the toilet. "Take care of her, stud," Tonya smiled and stepped out, leaving the two of them standing there. Before he could even begin, she looked up at him and then dropped to her knees in front of him, grabbing his zipper, and pulling down his pants and boxers. "I need this.." she whispered before her mouth slipped around his cock. "Mmmm...I need this..." Where will this story go next? Your choices are below...
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