Chapter 346 Her First Real Orgasm

• The club smelled of sweat, perfume, and desperation. A mix she’d grown so used to she barely noticed it anymore.
• Another night, another man.
• Her palms pressed to the leather of the booth as he fucked her from behind, grunting in her ear like a pig at the trough. His hands pawed at her tits, sloppy, careless. She sighed, tilting her head back against the cushion, eyes drifting up to the neon sign buzzing faintly overhead.