Abigail
I had made a terrible miscalculation getting on that pole tonight.
I didn't regret it, the look on his face alone had been worth every second. But Ares was now crouched above me with a vibrator in one hand and his cock dangling right above my face.
The wicked grin on his face told me, I was going to pay for every single thrust I had made on that pole in front of a hundred cheering strangers.
The floor was cold and hard against my bare back. The arena bass throbbed through it, vibrating up my spine, the sounds of laughter and moaning filled the background.
Without thinking I spread my legs wider, inhaling the sweet musky scent of his cock,of him. A bead of precum gathered at the tip of his dick and dangled downward.
Oh yes, I thought, licking my lips, parting them to catch it when he turned on the vibrator and placed it right on my clit.
"Oh!"
