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Wahoooo! I’ve got a brand new story for you today. Some of you more stalwart fans may have noticed I’ve been a little busy with a different project, but right now it’s all about my latest hot erotica, “Gang Heat: The Stewardess.”
This one is a lightning hot tale about a super sexy babe who has a fight with her ultra-stud boyfriend because she dressed up in a way that he didn’t quite approve of. Normally, Leanne is happy to submit…but after all her trouble to impress him, she’s a bit upset and they have a big row. The next day, she dresses extra sexy to get back at him, and finds herself back at her job–as a stewardess on a private luxury airline, where she has to cater to the needs of a whole gang of super studs all at once…and these studs have a little more than drink service on their mind when they see the ridiculously sexy Leanne all dolled up.
SO–if you are in the mood for something hot and wonderfully dirty this weekend, make sure you pick up Gang Heat: The Stewardess today!
Here’s the Official Blurb:
Leanne is a magnificently sexy young stewardess working for a private airline. Her uniforms are kept tiny and revealing, showing off deep cleavage and lots of leg to increase her tips and to bring customers in. But the latest round of customers are not the usual rich push-overs. No, these are real rough types—hardcore hunks with slick, dark ink and chiseled muscles made from breaking the bones of others. And then there’s the massive monsters hardening between their legs…
Alone with them and trapped for hours on a long plane ride, she’s helpless to turn down any request they have—no matter how erotic, dirty, or sexual. These crude, dominating bulls want to violate her deliciously hot body…all of them at the same time.
Making it all worse is that Leanne has no idea what’s going to happen when her outlaw biker stud boyfriend finds out—and what sorts of erotic punishments he’ll dish out for her incredibly fertile, hot, busty body to claim her as his own.
Excerpt:
His arrival at her small duplex apartment was preceded as always by the heavy sounds of his motorcycle thundering down the sleepy neighborhood street. His bike was large, silver, and black, and though there was space for her on the back she had to hold him as tight as she could to stay attached when she rode with him. The vibration of the seat, along with his sturdy body, had been in the past enough to make Leanne cum just from holding on to her man.
Outside, she strutted toward him, hoping that her looks impressed him tonight. In the past, she had dressed somewhat conservatively, putting on what normally men found attractive—tight pencil skirts, daring white blouses, designer heels, cute jackets.
Tonight, though, she wore what she had seen the girls of all his friends wearing. Tight blue jean cut-off shorts that were plastered to the tight bubble-shape of her firm ass, thong underwear pulled just above the belt line. A tight black t-shirt that bared her tight, toned midriff and had a deep, low scooping neckline, baring her substantial young twenty-one year-old breasts for all their glory.
She’d been blessed with a gobstopping pair of 36DD titties that she knew had an effect on Axle. Her boots were skintight, wrapping up around her legs just past her knees, showing off their svelte shape.
Leanne had a simple life outside of Axle—she worked at Global Airlines; she worked out; she rested. It was not much, and she did not need much. Her angelic body reflected that.
Her face, though, was simply a gift from on high: a combination of deep blue eyes, a wild mass of tumbling blond locks, sharp cheekbones, and plush cock-sucking lips that meant she had to spend quite a lot of time in front of the mirror if she actually wanted to represent herself as anything besides a youthful fuckdoll.
Topping off her fun biker-chick look was a leather jacket. She’d spent half of a month’s paycheck on it, and much more than that on the entire outfit…
