Hold on a second! Stella said to only person she had ever loved.

As Harry stood there, he was in pain and his heart was broken. Tears began to fall from his eyes, and he turned to gaze at Stella with a worried expression.

Stella, why are you doing this to me? he demanded, feeling as though he had been lied to and deceived. He looked at her, and she stood there feeling remorse.

I'm sorry, Harry, I really am. I never imagined that I could cause you this much pain...

Harry looked at Stella and walked directly in front of her before grabbing a hold of her.

You say hurt, do you just say hurt. After everything that I did for you, and after all that you've done for me, you've torn my heart into pieces. I can't believe this.

Stella felt sorrow for being speechless and for the first time in her life she experienced shamelessness.

Listen, Harry, I realize you have to find out this way, and I apologize for the inconvenience. I am a sex queen, and I enjoy having sex with a variety of different men. But when I met you, I thought you could be one of those people who just needed sex and then paid and left, but you're different, Harry; I felt it the first day I saw you, and now I'm feeling regret for what I did to you because of that.

I used to believe that being wealthy was the most important thing in life, but I've since realized that love is also an essential component of pleasure.

I left New York with the hopes of starting a better life for myself, but when that didn't work out, I had no choice but to make a decision for myself.

I believed that if I had joined Lora in her business, I would have been entitled to a larger share of the profits; nevertheless, I gave in to my ego and added to the problem.

Please forgive me, Harry, I'm sorry...

Stella started crying, and all Harry could do was watch as she did so. He could not believe that he had fallen in love with a lady even though she was just a regular club girl; he had no idea that she was a sex whore. Stella's breakdown left Harry speechless.

He addressed her while bending down to her level.

You are aware that I love you, stella, but because you did this, I do not believe that I will ever forgive you...

Stella stared him in the eyes before speaking...

You say you love me but you are not able to forgive me. But Harry, I must tell you that I love you, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you...

Stella was ready to move closer to him in order to kiss him when he stopped her...

I have no interest in continuing our relationship, and I have no desire to see you ever again...

Stella continued to cry when Harry departed, but eventually she stood up, went to the toilet, dressed herself, and looked at herself in the mirror...

Should I feel guilty about the way I am? If so, what should I do? I can't help it if a jackass is fucking my pussy because I enjoy every single second of it...

Stella reached her hand under her skirt and discovered that her underwear was already soaked...

Just the thought of how wet it is is making me hornier than I already was.

I got up and proceeded to do what comes most naturally to me; I can't stop myself from doing it; I met a guy, and the two of us went to a room. This time, I'm going to stand back and watch him have all of the pleasure, and then I'll figure out how to convince Harry.

After placing me down on the bed, he brought my feet to his chest and removed my shoes while I was still there. He massaged my feet by rubbing the bottoms of my feet and running his tongue along the tips of my toes. His mouth was so kind and warm. As he went around my toes one at a time with his lips, I could feel my pussy getting tighter. He started at the bottom of my legs and worked his way up, kissing each knee as he went. After that, he separated my thighs. His eyes brightened up when he noticed the open crotch of my pants that had been split down the middle. I had wondered whether they were a little bit too trashy for his taste, but now that he was looking at me with such sexual intent, I could feel myself glowing.

He grinned and told her, "Beautiful, spread your legs for me." "Here. Put that on hold. He gave me the end of his tie and instructed me to grip it tightly as he chewed on my privates. I couldn't get enough of the way his tongue felt against my flesh. I was driven completely insane by the subtle pressure of his lips around my clit. He took his time, slowly sucking my clitter and running the tip of his tongue up and down my pussy while he did so.

After the borders of my pants had become wet, he used his teeth to pull them down over his lower jaw. He teased me by biting the inside of my leg, which was very uncomfortable. I looped the tie over my wrist and pulled him in closer till his face was mashed firmly on the front of my crotch. While I worked my way back and forth across his face with one hand, the other held onto the back of his head. It was the fast shaking of his head from side to side that brought my level of enjoyment to its absolute pinnacle. After that, he wrapped his tongue around my clit till I came crashing down on his mouth with all of my force. I was moaning and gasping. I had such a strong want to have his cock in me.

"Would you fuck me, please?" I begged. "Fuck me until I can't stand!"

When I gave him the graphic command, he bit his lip in longing. He was unable to strip down to his underwear in a timely manner. After I had removed my robe and bra, he went on top of me and allowed me to get a skin-to-skin sensation with his entire body. As he stretched me open, I helped guide his cock inside of me, and my juice lubricated the passageway.

When he worked on me, he did so in an offbeat pattern that gave the impression that his shaft was massaging the insides of my body. I had no idea when he was going to shove his way back inside of me and dig deeper. There were brief moments when his tip was the only thing that penetrated my cunt, and then he would suddenly thrust inside of me with a tremendous deal of force. While he had me wait for his cock to thrust once again, he moistened his fingers and softly circled them over my clit while doing so. My thighs, which were wrapped around his waist, shook with anticipation as we waited.

I got really near to his face and kissed his mouth as he was breathing heavily, and then I put my thumb in between his lips. He chewed on it while grinding his hips into me and swiveling them apart. I could sense the beginnings of a second orgasm, one that was even more intense than the first. I had a firm grip on his ripped rear end the entire time. His perspiration landed in puddles on my neck here and there. I leaned my head back, closed my eyes, and felt my head begin to swim. He pressed himself into me gradually at first, and then more quickly, till my orgasm erupted through me and my pussy tightened its grip on his cock. He took extra precaution not to release me until each and every spasm had completed its journey through my body.

After the last wave had passed, he rolled me over on my back. As I dropped down on my hands and knees, I could feel the sheets absorbing some of the moisture from my body. As I raised my ass higher, he smacked both of my cheeks in an even and pleasant manner. He then slid back inside of me after rubbing the head of his cock up and down my slot, spreading my juices all over my pussy, and smearing my slot with his cock. Now that I'd come twice, his cock fit even more nicely than it had before. He took his time and gave me a slow, intense fucking from behind. I had the sensation that my entire body was liquefying with delight.

He wrapped his hands tightly around my hips and continued to give me a harder f*ck. I gave him the boot and met his pounding pressure with my whole weight as I pushed my ass back. The room was filled with the deafening sounds of flesh slapping against other flesh. My arms were shaking, and it was difficult for them to keep me upright. I lowered myself to the ground, pressing my face against the wet sheets, and he began to interlace his arms around my thighs. My lower torso was in an elevated position, and my legs were stretched apart in a split position. His cock went even deeper inside me. In this predicament, I didn't believe I could handle everything that was thrown at me.

As he continued to fuck me harder, his cock was aimed squarely at my G-spot, and I scratched furiously at the sheets. Our orgasms grew in tandem with one another. He continued to screw me more quickly and more forcefully until he was completely inside of me, the sound of his groans resonating throughout the room. His concluding thrusts forced a potent climax out of me, which took me by surprise. My phallus throbbed all over his pulsating cock, and his come spurted inside of me at the same time. The entirety of my body was trembling.

He eased himself out of me by placing my legs back on the bed and sliding cautiously away from me. I had no clothes on, and I was saturated in perspiration and spit up. He flipped me over and kissed my body softly, working his way up to my mouth before stopping. I was having problems seeing straight due to the fact that my brain was spinning and my body was fatigued, but I could still make out his stunning smile.

My thoughts constantly turn to Harry. How do I get started with it?