(Subplot) Chantelle and Wayne

“Well this is quite the piece of paradise…” the football star said as he walked around with Chantelle. They had ventured to every area of the mansion as Chantelle wanted to be gracious enough to have him see every area of the premises as well as meet each of the glitches.

“Probably heaven for you since we have roughly 20 naked women just parading around or constantly having sex,” Chantelle said with a chuckle as she knew any guy was would kill to be able to live here amongst the glitches.

“I feel like that might be a curse. I can’t imagine being a naked guy amongst all these horny women. Chances are I would be constantly preyed upon like a lamb to the slaughter,” he said rubbing the back of his head and laughing.

“Well if you stick with me, I can make sure that no one touches you,” she said as she grabbed his hand and led him into her room. They were greeted to the sight of the round bottom of her roommate April, who was laying on her tummy. She was preoccupied as she playfully kicked her legs around while typing away on the tablet. Chantelle knocked on the door before entering the room.

“Wow check out this hunk of a man!” April said as she looked over her shoulder and stopped playing around on the room’s tablet to see who was in the chat room and commenting back to subscribers. “I do believe you are Mr. Bradbury…it’s an honor to meet such a legend of the pitch. My friend Chelsea would be jealous that I get to meet you.”

“She’s got a great name and I actually met her in the kitchen. She was redder than a tomato and terribly nervous,” Wayne said. “Her American friend wasn’t as nervous and asked me to sign her headphone. They are quite cute together.”

“Ah! Good for her. But you should know that I’m a huge Chelsea fan and a fan of yours. I would also love to get an autograph and then I’ll leave you two alone.”

“Of course! What am I signing?” Wayne asked holding a permanent marker.

“Whichever cheek you prefer, big guy. I would say the right one since it’s a bit more plump but it’s your call,” April said with a grin. Chantelle and Wayne laughed as he masterfully let his mark on April’s ass.

“I’m never washing this ass cheek again…” she gleefully said as she got off the bed and exited the room. “Time to show this off to Chelsea~”

“Was that even the strangest thing you’ve had to sign?” Chantelle asked as she closed the door behind her and made her way back to him.

“Not even. I’ve signed dildos and even signed a dog before,” Wayne said with a chuckle as he got closer and put her hands on her bare back to make her shudder and moan.

“You have very strong hands…” Chantelle said as she began to undone his dress shirt and revealed his sculpted chest and abs. Chantelle rubbed her hands on his exposed skin and licked her lips. “You are exactly my type, Mr. Bradbury…”

“I love when you say that, Chantelle,” he said as he brought his lips to her own and grabbed her plump ass. Moans of pleasure exited both of their mouths as Chantelle worked on his belt and pants next.

“Promise to be gentle with me. I’m still recovering…” Chantelle said as she pulled down his underwear and saw just how long his cock was. He was above average but the best part was the girth. Chantelle has been with a few men and remembered the most memorable ones were the one that had width not length. She licked her lips as she grabbed the shaft with one hand and put her tongue on the base of his trembling member. He moaned in approval as he kicked off his clothes off his leg so that he was naked as his lover. Chantelle kissed his dick as he groaned before she shoved his cock in her mouth.

“I promise to be as gentle as I can be,” he said as he put his hands on the back of her head as she fluffed his pecker with precision and expertise that left him wanting so much more.