Good girl. Now, are you ready? Yes, please. I need you. He positioned himself at the entrance of my cunt. I bit my lip, waiting. He rubbed the head of...his dick up and down my wet slit. Then finally, he pushed himself into me. I cried out in pain and pleasure. I felt like I was going to split in two. He kept pushing until he hit that barrier. With one good hard thrust, he wiped away my virgin status and buried the rest of his cock into my pussy. Oh Aimee! Youre so tight! He grunted through. That meant my rooftop drinking session with the other neighbor. But as luck would have it, it started raining heavily, and he had to leave in a hurry. I left the bottle and the glasses on the rooftop itself and thought I’ll pick them up the next day.I came down to my room and turned on Netflix. I got Jasmeet’s message. She was laughing at me because she knew the rain ruined my night. Now, I had a slight buzz, and talking to this gorgeous girl after a month of being locked in my home was doing. Asking around, I found out that she was an escort, which made my ears ring and my dick twitch. I had to find a way to get in contact with her and set something up. Maybe a nice dinner, evening, and a fuck session. I needed to blow off some stress, and the anxiousness that had gotten me all aroused. I decided to take a trip to the “Honey Hole,” my little oasis of a getaway. It houses some of the finest pieces of ass and shiniest poles you’ve seen. I have a private room with two poles for me to. Martel has no idea what they are,’ Lily began. ‘I almost went to Justin Long, but I don’t trust him,’ she added. Greg reached out for the file. ‘You were right to be suspicious,’ Greg said after a few minutes. ‘These long numbers here are routing numbers to off shore accounts, and these numbers here, are account numbers. The dollar amount must be transfers to these accounts,’ Greg added, pointing out the information on the sheets. ‘Who handed you these files?’ Greg asked. ‘Justin did,’ Lily.