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The Love Of Money - Episode 53
27-07-25 (06:15)

It was a slow melody with a strong beat, it was something I recognized but couldn't quite identify. Erin dropped my phone somewhere' on the bed, grabbed both my wrists, and guided them to her waist, which was impossibly small; my fingers could almost touch each other. As a woman started singing softly in the song, Erin raised her arms over her head, ran them through her hair, and let the strands of silver slither through her fingers. Her hips began swaying in my lap in time with the beat. Eyes closed, she let the rhythm take over her body as she started a lap dance, As she writhed in my lap, Erin showed off a skillset that hadn't been appropriate for a resume. She thrust her hips forward and the rest of her torso followed suit in a wavelike motion ending with her bra-encased breasts in my face. She dropped her arms and draped them around my shoulders; I felt her fingernails graze the back of my head before feeling her palms press gently, encouraging me to press my face into her cleavage. I nuzzled as deep as her modest cleavage would allow until my nose rubbed against her chest. Her perfume was subtle, but surrounded by I was by her flesh, it was all-encompassing - a heady mixture of sweet and spicy. She kept her hands on the back of my head, running her fingernails along the back of my scalp, and I felt her plant a gentle kiss on the top of my head. She was holding me like a lover, which was a welcome respite after suffering a breakup, witnessing the aggressive passion of Helen, locking horns with Bobbi, and the interruptions imposed on Natalie and me. Now, the hour was growing late, I was locked away in my temporary sanctum, and I had a very willing woman in my lap whose very job was to take care of me. There was no opportunity for interruptions. I didn't feel like I was being manipulated. The world didn't exist right now. There was no money... no company. It was just me and Erin. The music still played that slow, seductive beat as I nuzzled into Erin's cleavage and inhaled deeply, shivering as I felt another kiss on the top of my head. Then I felt her gently guide my head back and prodding me to look up at her. She gave me a soft smile and then leaned in for a kiss that was much more fierce than I expected. As we kissed once more, I felt her hips roll forward so that her panty-covered crotch ground against the raging hard-on in my pants. She continued to roll her hips back and forth in time with the slow beat of the music, dancing and dry-humping me simultaneously. Then she broke the kiss and pushed away from me, arching her back and raising her arms above her head as she continued to lean backward until she was nearly perpendicular to me with half her body hanging in the air. The heels of her feet were touching her small ass. Supporting much of her weight with her core, I could see a more pronounced outline of her engaged abs and leaned down to trace my lips and tongue over them, kissing and licking my way from her cute belly button up to her breasts. As I was bent over her, Erin slipped her arms around my neck and used me to slowly lift herself out of the impressive pose, and as I straightened, continuing to deliver kisses up her cleavage, and across her chest, she straightened with me. I started to lean in for another kiss, but she jerked her head back, flashing me a mischievous grin before doing something that felt impossible. One leg slipped off the bed and she spun in my lap so that she was facing away from me, settling against me with her small, bare feet planted on my thighs. Her head lolled back and she pressed her right cheek against my left one; her right arm gracefully extended and arced over my head, pressing my face more firmly into hers as I felt her hand on the back of my head. She used it to guide my face into the crook of her neck. I followed her lead and began planting little kisses along the expanse of smooth, olive-colored skin I had admired earlier today. As I did so, I got an incredible view of Erin's cleavage as I looked over her shoulder. Her breasts were pressed firmly together in her bra and her stomach was a flat runway leading my gaze downward and to her crotch. It was on full display as she held her knees wide apart, inviting me to gaze at a small piece of fabric that molded itself to the contours of her pussy. I slid my hands around her waist and inched them lower until my fingertips brushed the fabric of her panties when Erin covered them with her free hand, forcing them to halt The fingers in my hair curled and she gently tugged me out of the crook of her neck as she turned to look at me with a playful smile on her lips. She ground her ass in my crotch and a barely audible mewl escaped her as she pressed my hands into her body just above her crotch. Her hand squeezed mine. Her lips brushed mine as she whispered, "Not tonight, Marcus. We have all the time in the world." Then she let go of my hair and my hands and began sliding down my body as if she were more liquid than solid. She gracefully landed on the floor on her ass, stretched out her legs, and then used them to spin herself around on the floor to face me. Before her legs could hit the side of the bed, she tucked them back and rolled onto them so that she was now kneeling in front of me between my legs. She placed her small hands up my thighs and slowly slid them up the fabric, gently squeezing them with her fingers as she stared at the massive tent in my pants. Her fingers passed on either side of my reaction and made contact with my belt, unfastening followed by my fly. She glanced up at me with those big, dark eyes of hers, strands of silver/ purple hair falling across her beautiful olive complexion. Tonight, let me take care of you, Mr. Upton," she said, her hushed tone laced with lust. And then she tugged down on my pants; lifted my hips off the bed to assist. She included my underwear as she hooked her fingers around the waistline of my pants and dragged both down to the ankles and completely off, tossing them aside and leaving my cock completely exposed. "Oh shit," she said, her flirty tone falter-ing as she stared at my fully erect dick. She looked up at me with a big, beautiful smile. "You're big!" Thanks, but you don't have to say that," I said. She immediately wrapped her dainty fingers around the base of my cock and gave it a gentle squeeze. The fingertips couldn't quite meet around its circumference. "No, I really mean it! I mean, you're not going to be wrecking asses in porn with this, but Jesus, Marcus! This is a gorgeous dick!" She leaned forward and enthusiastically slurped the mushroom head of my member between her lips, I could feel the flat of her tongue slide over the tip. I threw my head back and instinctively. placed a hand on the top of her head, careful to not apply any pressure. I was sure she didn't need any guidance from me. She slid her lips back and forth over the head a few times, then pulled back to examine it as she slowly pumped the base of my member with her small hand. I looked down just in time to see a string of saliva and precum connecting her bottom lip to the head of my dick. The thin strand broke, part of it landing on her chin while the other dangled off the swollen head of my cock. She giggled and her pink tongue glided across her lip to collect the concoction, then she dove in to capture the remnants clinging to my member, her tongue extending to lap up our mixed juices. With her mouth still wide open, she slipped half of me back into her open mouth.
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