“Unnnh!” she moaned again, body writhing. “Oh god, feels good!”
I needed it, I fuckin’ needed it. So with zero hesitation, I began working that hungry cunt with my mouth, licking up and down her wet walls, running my tongue along that pulsing, pink flesh. And shit, but I went to town on that clit, that bud was virgin no more. I bit it playfully, nipping with my teeth and making her scream before running my tongue in circles around the hardness, massaging, laving, the girl squealing and squirming as I gave her the good once-over.
“Unnh Daddy!” she cried out, stroking her breasts as I tongued her snatch. “Unnnh!”
But I wasn’t done yet, not by a long shot. Because what I love most is a good tongue-fucking. I love pushing my mouth so deep up a woman’s pussy that I’m practically drilling her, feeling those tight wet walls pulse around my face, her juices running down my chin. And Abigail was gonna get it. Shit, her twat was twice as nice, steamy and succulent, the aroma like perfume, I wanted it so bad. So making a spear with my tongue, I pushed it deep into that hole, expecting nothing but a smooth wet slide, a deep, thorough fuck into the recesses of her body.
But holy shit. Holy fuck. I stopped, coming to a complete halt. Because oh shit, oh shit, there was something there. I never expect the girls to be untouched, these are modern days and females lose their virginity at fourteen now, letting some grubby teenage boy do the honors. But my mouth had just pushed up against something rubbery and unmistakable, the proof of her innocence.
Because I’d just tasted her hymen. That’s right, I’d just licked Abby’s hymen, deep within her vag, and it was all there, intact and innocent. Experimentally, I flicked my tongue against the softness again, and oh yeah, but it was whole and slick, rubbery and real. Holy shit, I had a diamond in my hands, a priceless treasure.
But it didn’t seem like Abby realized.
“Ohhh,” she moaned above me, pussy dripping, the sweet nectar gushing down my throat. “Oh yeah, Daddy, yeah.”
I pulled back then, using iron control, eyes hot with desire.
“Baby,” I ground out. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
Her eyes flickered for a moment before opening, cheeks flush, body on high.
“Tell you what?” she panted, hips wriggling. “Please Daddy, do that again,” she pleaded, trying to push her cunt back onto my mouth.
But I resisted because shit, this is exactly what the Billionaires Club wants. We want fresh, new virgins, girls who are untouched, with everything to give to a buyer. And Abby was absolutely up that alley. Everything was intact up there, this was the real deal, a teen with a curvy, nubile body, her insides wet and willing like a slut, and yet completely untouched. It was like buying a luxury item, not only was she new, but she was new with tags.
So I pulled away again, running my tongue over my lips, savoring her tangy musk. The brunette tasted so good and it was killing me, my dick wanted to spurt so bad. But I couldn’t. I was here for a job, to scout the best women, and a bonanza had just landed in my lap.
“I’m sorry baby,” I ground out. “But the fact that you’ve got a hymen changes everything.”
Abby went completely still, juicy cunt still quivering mere inches from my face, leaking wetly.
“What?” she whispered, anguished. “Why? What was I supposed to tell you?”
I shook my head again, so torn and yet knowing my duty.
“Baby, you’re a virgin,” I rasped. “I just tasted your hymen.”
Abigail gasped then, color rushing into her cheeks. Slowly, she pulled her leg off the back of my chair, like the gates to heaven closing and looked into my eyes.
“You tasted my …?” she stuttered, eyes confused. “Are you sure?”
I grunted then, dark streaks slashing my cheekbones.
“I’m sure,” I ground out. “You’re intact baby, the tissue’s there, I just tested it with my tongue.”
The girl blushed hotly then, sitting down and crossing her legs, the show of modesty almost hilarious after what we’d just done. After all, her tits were out still, swaying and huge, and fuck, but the taste of her cunt lingered on my lips, juicy and wet. Oh fuck, I wanted it so bad but this was a fucking job. I was here on a mission, to source girls, and I couldn’t let down the brotherhood now.
“But …” she trembled, body quivering with a mixture of lust and confusion. “But is that bad? I’m so sorry if it’s bad,” she whispered, looking down. “I just haven’t found anyone, I didn’t know …”
I cut her off.
“Baby don’t apologize,” I ground out roughly. “It’s not bad, but it ups your value beyond anything you’d recognize. It’s pure gold, baby, you’re sitting on a gold mine and it’s yours to do as you wish.”