his room

The guard smirks as Gracyanne follows him into the mans hotel room. Gracyanne smirked as young men were so predictable and easy to manipulate so egotistical a few minutes between her thighs and he'd pop like they all did.

she spoke "you mean this kind of yoga"

the guard smiled as he pulled off his shirt

"yeah I hope thats no problem for you babe"

Gracyanne smiled

"not at all handsome"