Without any further ado, he ripped open her clothes and pushed her against the wall with her back facing towards him. It did not take more than a couple of seconds for him to pull down his pants and enter her vigorously.
For the next ten minutes, the room was filled with their noises and he kept going without any break till he came inside her. He pulled up his pants and she tried to cover her assets with whatever was left of her torn clothes.
Her eyes remained vacant, not because she was selling her body for the first time or she was not used to the animalistic behavior of men but because she craved for as little as a peck from them as she had been hungry for any gesture of love or affection since ages.
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11 comments
Write commentsIt is sad to have to sell your body for love. And she will never find it. Alana
ReplyIt's so sad when love becomes a trade of this kind. :(
ReplyThis was a great extract!
ReplyThat's sad now :(
ReplyWow that was intense!!! SAD that she had to sell herself tho..Here from UBC by the way!
ReplyHmm probably she won't.
ReplyBut she's not selling to find love. That's how she is earning her bread. She is searching for even a glimpse of love in men who use her body to satisfy their urges everyday.
It's sad. Do read my above comment. Thanks for commenting :)
ReplyYes probably she won't and it's sad.
ReplyThank you Sophie :)
ReplyYeah buddy :(
ReplyYeah. Thank you for commenting :)
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