Billionaire's Stripper Wife

“And what are you called? Sexy Straw?” Alexandro now caressed her thighs. She rolled her eyes at the impending ecstacy. She nodded. He smirked. “A ridiculous stage name but sweet.” He stated. “I meant your real name.” “I don't discuss real identity.. Alejandro.. no Alexandro sorry.” She slurred as she undid his remaining buttons. “But I told you mine.” “You chose to.” She whispered into his ears as she became more amusing in his eyes. “I want to know.” Alexandro brought her face to look at him. She smiled sweetly at him. “Mr Alexandro.. are you just gonna insist on my name or are you gonna fuck me?” She muttered as his eyes became dark with desire. He instantly claimed her lips pushing her up against the wall. She circled her arms tightly around his neck and pulled him in further to tease her tongue with his. Then he lifted her up against him and grinded his torso against her core as she pushed back his shirt off of him revealing his toned muscled arms and his bare chest. He grabbed her butt and caressed her thighs as she gasped softly at his touch and the sensual impact on her skin as she pulled out of his kisses. She let out a short laugh at the sight of him nibbling on her neckline. "So beautiful." She heard him say as he pulled her back in for a kiss. Maybe it was the effect of the alcohol because she quickly resolved that his kisses could be likened to a drug. Her drug. Their mouths moved in sync like they were meant to be. Then she gently loosened his belt and undid his zip. He quickly pulled away from her and took off his trousers, followed by his boxers and her heart skipped a bit at the sight of his manhood and she blushed red.