Her friend even insisted she lose her contacts for the night and wear her glasses instead. At least she hadn’t had to put her hair in pig tails. Deep bass thumped and vibrated the floor of Hidden Pleasures. Red velvet wall hangings draped in sensual arrays, and careful lighting sparked off crystal chandeliers. The club wasn’t anything like she’d imagined. She hovered behind Shea, unsure of what to do or where to go. A breeze wafted under the hem of her skirt and reminded her she didn’t have any panties on. The cool air felt good on her pussy, Luis had left her wonderfully sore from the night before. If he took her again like he had last night, she’d be popping ibuprofen for a week. Just thinking about how he’d commanded her, left small bruises on her hips, and the slightly swollen state of her pussy lips aroused her. Her friend turned and grasped Ronnie’s hand, towing her along behind her. “Luis must really like you. I’m starting to think he came home with me the other night just to meet you.” “What?
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