You understand?”
She nodded, her body trembling with anticipation, her mind racing with a mix of fear and excitement. She collapsed onto her bed, her eyes heavy, her body sated, her mind racing. Kayla stepped onto the stage, the spotlight blinding her as she looked out at the crowd. “Who’s next?” Two men stepped forward, their bodies tall and muscular, their cocks hard and thick. Her eyebrows knitted in disgust, but her eyes couldn’t help but roam. She could feel her body responding, her nipples hardening, her pussy throbbing with each pulse of the music. “I want to fuck,” she said, her voice steady, her body on fire. “Kayla,” he repeated, his voice a low rumble. It’s time for the main event.” She opened her eyes, her breath hitching as she saw him step onto the stage, his body moving with a predatory grace. He pulled his fingers out, bringing them to his mouth, sucking her juices off them, his eyes never leaving hers. He carried her to the edge of the stage, his lips never leaving hers, his tongue exploring her mouth, his teeth nipping at her lips. Her eyes widened when she stumbled upon a club that promised amateur nights, regular folks just like her, stripping down and fucking for the pleasure of strangers.
