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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. 27-07-25 (06:15)
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