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reclined into an empty chair shown in the spotlight.
"GO! ELSA!" her friends cheered with sex crazed glee.
"Okay, you really don't have to do all of this..." Elsa pleaded, inhaling Miach's heavy musk.
A smile spread across Micah's face when he stood tall in front of her and then ripped his shirt in half. Elsa bit her lip, unable to calm the frenzy in her body. Her eyes caught sight of Micah's gorging hard-on through his tight leather pants. All of his muscles flexed underneath the hot lights and sweat dripped down the contours of his abs. Micah then grinded his tantalizingly hard cock in Elsa's face.
Elsa almost couldn't breathe, staring into Micah's wicked eyes. She felt herself moistening between her milk white thighs. Micah leans in, achingly close, almost as if he were going to kiss her.
"Okay, little bride...I'll let you get away with just a warning— this time ..." He growled.
Then abruptly he pulled back, unlocked her handcuffs and guided Elsa to her seat.
That's it! It’s over! Elsa thought, tempted to run back on stage. More male dancers performed their acts, but the whole night Elsa only had one man on her mind.
Her pulse still ran hot and her heart raced in her chest. At the end of the night, when Elsa and her friends returned back to their hotels, Elsa didn't dare shower and lay back all sweaty in her bed. She stared up at the ceiling. On her mind, she pictured Micah grinding on her again and again.
Chapter Two
K NOCK! KNOCK!
Elsa buried her face in the pillow, still trying to sleep off last night's massive hangover.
"Who is it?" She screamed, her voice muffled.
"It's James, I need to pick up some things from the grocery store.." James, her fiancée, shouted from the other side of the door. Elsa didn't even want to bother rousing up from being bunched in her warm covers.
"Elsa, you can't just hang in bed all day!"
Elsa slowly leaned upright with dried drool on her face. Like a zombie, she lumbered towards the door and unlocked it.
James moved in and kissed Elsa softly on her lips. He looked at the ragged state of her.
" So , I'm guessing you went out with the girls last night," James stated, still taking stock of Elsa's messy appearance.
"Yeah, it was a little bit crazy last night," Elsa mumbled.
"You didn't embarass me I hope," James replied.
Elsa didn't quite know how to answer. James came from a wealthy political family. His Uncle was the Mayor of New York City. He was always worried about preserving his high pedigree reputation.
"It's fine," she assured. "What did you need from the grocery store? I'm not sure they even have one on the island."
"They've got a Farmer's market close by, we can check that place out. It will do you some good to eat some healthy veggies..." James said, poking Elsa in the middle of her belly.
James always had to make comments about Elsa's weight. It annoyed her sometimes, but she just chocked it up to being one of James' few flaws. I can't just toss him aside because he not perfect. That's just silly, right?
Elsa grabbed her coat and then followed James out of the door.
*
T he smell of fresh fruits and vegetables wafted into Elsa's nose. The sea air blew Elsa's hair into her face. The outdoor Farmer's market had a rainbow of every fruit and vegetable you could imagine. James stopped in front of a stand selling fresh kale.
Elsa twitched up her nose. Even at her age, she hated to eat vegetables.
James poked her in the stomach again. "You should be eating kale, Elsa. Especially if you want to slim down your thighs."
Elsa sighed, feeling embarrassed and ashamed.
"There's nothing I like more than a woman who has thick thighs..." a voice let slip. Elsa swiveled around and saw the stripper from Jungle Fever standing right beside her. She gulped.
Micah wore a backwards baseball cap, Hawaiian board shorts and a tight white t-shirt. Elsa could easily make out the outline of his tanned abs. James noticed a weird tension between the two.
"You two...know each
"GO! ELSA!" her friends cheered with sex crazed glee.
"Okay, you really don't have to do all of this..." Elsa pleaded, inhaling Miach's heavy musk.
A smile spread across Micah's face when he stood tall in front of her and then ripped his shirt in half. Elsa bit her lip, unable to calm the frenzy in her body. Her eyes caught sight of Micah's gorging hard-on through his tight leather pants. All of his muscles flexed underneath the hot lights and sweat dripped down the contours of his abs. Micah then grinded his tantalizingly hard cock in Elsa's face.
Elsa almost couldn't breathe, staring into Micah's wicked eyes. She felt herself moistening between her milk white thighs. Micah leans in, achingly close, almost as if he were going to kiss her.
"Okay, little bride...I'll let you get away with just a warning— this time ..." He growled.
Then abruptly he pulled back, unlocked her handcuffs and guided Elsa to her seat.
That's it! It’s over! Elsa thought, tempted to run back on stage. More male dancers performed their acts, but the whole night Elsa only had one man on her mind.
Her pulse still ran hot and her heart raced in her chest. At the end of the night, when Elsa and her friends returned back to their hotels, Elsa didn't dare shower and lay back all sweaty in her bed. She stared up at the ceiling. On her mind, she pictured Micah grinding on her again and again.
Chapter Two
K NOCK! KNOCK!
Elsa buried her face in the pillow, still trying to sleep off last night's massive hangover.
"Who is it?" She screamed, her voice muffled.
"It's James, I need to pick up some things from the grocery store.." James, her fiancée, shouted from the other side of the door. Elsa didn't even want to bother rousing up from being bunched in her warm covers.
"Elsa, you can't just hang in bed all day!"
Elsa slowly leaned upright with dried drool on her face. Like a zombie, she lumbered towards the door and unlocked it.
James moved in and kissed Elsa softly on her lips. He looked at the ragged state of her.
" So , I'm guessing you went out with the girls last night," James stated, still taking stock of Elsa's messy appearance.
"Yeah, it was a little bit crazy last night," Elsa mumbled.
"You didn't embarass me I hope," James replied.
Elsa didn't quite know how to answer. James came from a wealthy political family. His Uncle was the Mayor of New York City. He was always worried about preserving his high pedigree reputation.
"It's fine," she assured. "What did you need from the grocery store? I'm not sure they even have one on the island."
"They've got a Farmer's market close by, we can check that place out. It will do you some good to eat some healthy veggies..." James said, poking Elsa in the middle of her belly.
James always had to make comments about Elsa's weight. It annoyed her sometimes, but she just chocked it up to being one of James' few flaws. I can't just toss him aside because he not perfect. That's just silly, right?
Elsa grabbed her coat and then followed James out of the door.
*
T he smell of fresh fruits and vegetables wafted into Elsa's nose. The sea air blew Elsa's hair into her face. The outdoor Farmer's market had a rainbow of every fruit and vegetable you could imagine. James stopped in front of a stand selling fresh kale.
Elsa twitched up her nose. Even at her age, she hated to eat vegetables.
James poked her in the stomach again. "You should be eating kale, Elsa. Especially if you want to slim down your thighs."
Elsa sighed, feeling embarrassed and ashamed.
"There's nothing I like more than a woman who has thick thighs..." a voice let slip. Elsa swiveled around and saw the stripper from Jungle Fever standing right beside her. She gulped.
Micah wore a backwards baseball cap, Hawaiian board shorts and a tight white t-shirt. Elsa could easily make out the outline of his tanned abs. James noticed a weird tension between the two.
"You two...know each
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