Scarlett’s POV
I'm wet… Soaked even, with slimy c*m seeping through my lacy panties.
Soft moans escape my throat, my body arches forward, trembling as my fingers fondle between my thighs, stroking, feeling the creamy fluid trickle.
“Uh… yeah… f**k me, master…” I cry, body jerking harder by the minute.
My thighs clap, slapping against my finger and bruising my clit.
Fuck!
I gasp, snapping out of my s*x dream.
Again, I f****d the masked man in my dream, with my fingers driving in and out of my p***y while he f***s me. Except this time I dared to hit orgasm multiple times.
He’s one of our VIPs in the club where I work as a waitress. They are freaks with too much money and insane s****l needs. The day I bumped into his chiseled abs, with my damp skin grazing against his rumored de
