In Forsaken, Haytham talks about the women in his bed and dear lord, my
mind has created a fantasy in which I’m a waitress at an opera building
that he and his friends attend one night. I manage to catch his
attention with seductive smirks and my revealing dress. Towards the end
of the play, he excuses himself and exits the terrace to find me. It
doesn’t take him too long, and with a simple introduction, I lead him to
an unused room and let him fuck me as hard as he likes from behind.
I can’t help the loud moans escaping my lips as his thick cock enters my
folds, causing him to let out short moans as well. As I start to reach
my climax his thrusts meet mine and we come at the same time. The
cheering and saluting from the hall lets us know that the play has ended
and makes us chuckle as he leans against my back. He thanks me and I
thank him before he leaves, letting him know that he’s not the only one
who needed relief.

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