Hell yeah

As you push out the door, you hear a laugh to your right. You turn just in time to see her vanish around the corner of the building, into the shadows cast by the parking lot’s only light.

You round the corner and see her there in the shadows, leaning against the rough wood shingles, one foot up against the wall.

“They’re such teasing little bitches. Their hard little bodies must get you so hard,” she says, slowly sliding the skirt up her leg. “I bet all you want to do is throw them down and fuck them ‘til they scream.”

You step forward, finding yourself at a loss for words, just letting the expression on your face speak for you. “So fuck me. Fuck me hard. I promise I’m as big a slut as those little bitches are,” she goes on.

You’re close now, pressing up against her. “I bet you are,” you growl in your ear. “Is this how all your dates end? In an alley behind a bar?”

“Yes, I’m a little back alley whore,” she coos as you as she unfastens your belt. “Use me like a back alley slut.”

You reach under her skirt, grab her lace thong panties, shove them to the side. You let your finger linger there, stroking back and forth across her pussy lips. She shivers with desire as she reaches down and unzips you pants.