C7 James

Fucking women, I thought as I marched down to my bedroom and slammed the door. 
You never knew what they wanted. First, it was sex, then it was money. Right now it was sex for money. Or something. 
I couldn’t figure this Audrey out, and I didn’t want to. 
My cock was hard and throbbing; it didn’t want to figure her out, either, but it wanted to get in there and pound her, hard. I didn’t blame it