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savannah july giggled as they kissed her, hand resting on her extremely pregnant belly. “i love when you come home all handsy like this, sugar,” the blonde murmurs, looking up at the other, taller person.
which is saying something, considering the leggy blonde was tall in her own right. he chuckled to himself, kissing her on the cheek as he pulled the blonde's body against his. "think it's kind of a given at this point, no?" he quipped.
Eden knew she was born with lust in her veins. She was shockingly young – though not single digits in age, thank god – when she lost her virginity to her French tutor, and she’d never looked back since then. Maybe it was just as well that her parents had died a summer before that; they didn’t have to see what kind of person she’d end up being.
A fucking nymphomaniac.
It might not have helped that she ended up with a bimbo body by twenty because it meant that her sexual encounters were at least twice a day. By twenty-three, she was married to Ken Logan, who, by all accounts, was one of the wealthiest men she’d ever met. He was fine as fuck too, with dark curly hair that she loved pulling in the heat of the moment, and a cock that could most likely put most pornstars to shame.
It was before him that she was dancing, slowly stripping herself of her wedding dress, and her entire body swaying from side to side in time to the sexy song playing softly from the speakers. She didn’t stop until she was down to her lingerie…if one could call strips of Italian lace lingerie.
Ken wouldn't be able to blame the guy, frankly. For one, he was roughly of a similar age when he lost his virginity to his cousin Katherine. Secondly, if he had known Eden then, he'd probably want a piece of her then and there too. But now? Yeah, she was definitely someone's dream bimbo and now she was his.
He looked on as he watched his new bride dancing and stripping down for him. Those thin, tiny straps of lace practically clinging to her body as she swayed to the music. You'd think she was a member of his family already, with the way she was willing to throw herself at him like this. A nympho with a body like hers? Oh yeah, he wouldn't have been able to stay away for long. And who would want to?
And he can't wait to spend what what's probably going to last the bulk of the week really getting a handle on his new bimbo.
so last night it occurred to me that it'd totally make sense for calvin's family to be part of ken's family since certain proclivities and dynamics for calvin are pretty much the norm in ken's family
Aveline had a dazzling smile, offering a flash of it to Ken. When he responded to her breasts with a grin on his face, she felt flattered as he had plenty of women he could ogle and more. “I was hoping so,” she told him softly, bringing one of his hands up to cup and cradle one of her supple breasts. “So, you seem to enjoy a fair amount, and it’s admittedly throwing me what exactly I can make special for you,” she informed Ken, a sweet pout pulling at her delicate features. “I’d sing, but who can’t these days?” she laughed softly, then helped guide his hand to her nipple so he’d attend to it, the perky buds yearning for rough attention.
He absolutely had plenty of women he could ogle and then some. All by design. Why run a strip joint if you aren't getting to sample the luscious offerings for yourself, right? There's a reason that he boasted how the club had the best bodies money can buy, in multiple senses at that! Stands to reason she'd get his attention eventually. The moment she brought his hand up, he was already firmly groping at those full, supple breasts of hers, taking in just how eager she seemed to entertain. Course, it could be performance on her part, but if she wasn't able to at least pretend to be this into it, she'd be doing her job poorly, now wouldn't she?
”You say that and don’t even know where I’d like to kiss you. How daring,” Aislin teased gently, smiling seductively yet still playfully at Ken as she stepped closer to the strip club owner, close enough he could see down her shirt if he so wanted. “May I surprise you?” she asked, breath brushing the ear she was leaning in toward, her chest pressing against his when she did so, braless aroused nipples included of course. “Maybe I know tricks your wonderful girls don’t…” she winked as she retracted herself and just looked up at Ken in a provocative manner.
"I've heard that one plenty of times as well, though that also never tends to stop me from wanting to see what they can do." he noted with a light shrug of his shoulders when she pulled away from him. Ever so slightly of course, and still well within his reach. "As luck would have it, you just so happened to pique my interest on that one."
