He And Her V.i.r.g.i.n.i.t.y

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Tucker's POV.

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I turned back to see another girl, who wasn't Camila, but I recognize her as one of the strippers at the club the other day.

" So c'mon. F*ck me." She said and I fumed with anger.

" What is this b*tch doing in my home...on my bed!" I yelled at her and she shrieked a bit.

" It was Camila...Camila paid me to do this. We met at the club and she collected my number. She called me some hours ago and asked me to do this." The b*tch said and left my room stark n*cked.

Where's that know all Camila!!

I stomped angrily to her room. I didn't knock, I just opened the door. I forcefully opened the door and met Camila laying on her bed n*ked and reading a magazine.

" What!? Can't you knock Tucker?" She yelled at me as she sat atop on her bed.

" Why will I knock when you pranked me! You pranked me! Tucker?" I yelled at her and climbed on her bed and held her by her neck and almost strangled her.

" Let...go...of..me...you idiot!" She tried saying and I forcefully let go of her

She caught her breath for some time and then stared at me l.u.s.tfully and her n*ked body complimented the whole look.

She stood up and laid me on the bed.

She put her a** on my c*ck and started moving slowly on it rhythmically.

My c*ck acknowledged that something wonderful was on it and it began to rise.

I pushed her down and made her lie flat on the bed.

" Beg me to f*ck you." I whispered and she smiled.

" I will...only if you shift a bit to the right." She said and I stupidly shifted to the right....

Just then, I felt my leg entangle in some sort of rope and I felt someone yank the rope and dragged me up.

I was hanging on the ceiling...upside down!

" Beg me to f*ck you and I'll lower your silly a.s.s down."

" WHAT!??"

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