Chapter 1
I spotted him across the bar, this tall guy with broad shoulders and a jawline that made my p***y clench just looking at him.
He was just another potential f**k to scratch the itch that never really goes away.
I am always horny, always needing more, my body craving c**k or fingers or anything to fill me up and make me c*m until I can not think straight.
It is like a fire inside me that burns constant, and tonight it was raging.
I sat there in my red dress, the fabric clinging to my t**s and ass, my thighs rubbing together under the bar, already feeling that slickness building between my legs. God, I need to get laid tonight, I need to get something hard in me right now, If he does not approach, I will find someone else, but he looks strong, like he could handle me rough.
