My First Taste: The Night I Sucked Him and Broke Free
Two days since my last evening lesson. My pussy throbs already. Heart hammers like I’m a virgin again. I picture spreading my thighs for Mr. Vidal’s cock. Eight p.m. Knocking on his apartment door in Paris. He opens in his robe, eyes twinkling. ‘Marie, need something?’ ‘Yes, you,’ I blurt, cheeks burning. He pulls me…