Author's Note: *waves* Hey-hey! How are y'all guys doing?!

So... Okay... Here's the thing: I've decided to split this short story up... Again. But, it's only because of a suggestion that was made by my mother.

Ma-Dukes felt that I should place the smut scenes in a separate chapter for the folks that feel squeamish or uncomfortable with reading graphic, sex scenes.

So, I did... And here it is!

I've made the "Mature" part of this story into another chapter for the folks that want/don't want to read the smutty part.

The third (and the final) chapter will contain the ending.

With that being said... Let's get on with it, shall we?

WARNING: This story is Rated M/NC-17/even XXX, if you want to go there. NSFW (unless you work in a private office/you have a cool-ass boss/you are your own boss... If that it is the case, then "Go 'head witcho bad-ass, self-secured self!") Non-Canon. Very Adult Language. Strong Sexual and Graphic Content. Characters are OOC in this story.

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"—have until 1:40 and then we're knockin' on this door…." The security guard peered over her left shoulder and into the suite. His eyes performed a quick assessment before his gaze returned to her face. He slightly leaned forward. In a hushed tone, he uttered, "…Vinnie really don't like this guy and he wants him out of the club as soon as possible. He told me to tell you that if you can get him out quicker, then do it."

She nodded. "I'll try," Kaia innocently told the guard. She slipped out of the small space between the doorframe and the suite's door. Her left hand began to shut the door. "I'll try and see how it goes," she reaffirmed.

"Alright, ma'am. Take care of yourself around that one," the guard informed her. "If he does something—

"Yes. Yes. I'll tell you," she said softly as she nodded her head. Then without waiting for a response, she closed the door. Her right set of fingers reached for the steel level that belonged to the doorknob's lock and with a flick of her fingers, it became engaged. The clicking noise appeared to have echoed throughout the room despite the comfortable loud music. 'Maybe it is in my head.' She sighed and gave the wooden frame a gentle head butt. 'Can't believe that I'm about to do this shit,' she silently concluded.

The unrefined, Australian rogue released a "Took yah long enough".

Her eyes peered at the door for a few heartbeats before she casually spun around, placing her back to the door. She peered at Digger, who was still seated in his assigned spot, now shirtless and with his jeans unfastened. Despite being over twenty feet away, she still felt a reaction from his glaring.

"Whatta ya waitin' for? Come ovah here," ordered Digger as his left hand rubbed at his thigh.

Kaia pushed herself off of the door and sauntered across the suite to stand in between his opened legs. She surveyed the big lug as he sat upright and brought himself closer to her legs. Blunt fingers grasped at the layers of the dress' soft material. She watched him give her outfit the once-over.

"Dun' know why ya bother tah put yah dress back on," muttered Digger as he eyed the ruby-colored fabric. His left hand took a palm-full of chiffon and brought it to his nose. A few whiffs were made before he carelessly released the fabric. "Yah gonna take it back off anyway," he declared as he created a wider berth in the dress' natural split. He slipped his left hand inside of the gap and allowed the dress to envelope around his forearm.

There was a twinge of pleasure against her skin, a millisecond later, along with the sensation of callused fingertips caressing the warm skin on her thighs. "Mmmm," she hummed, savoring the experience as it unfolded. A hearty inhale and then a gusty exhaled from her nostrils, had followed. Her eyelids fluttered. "I…" she sighed. "I wanted them to think that I didn't complete my job, which was why the second dance was needed-d-d—Ah!" A ripple of pleasure kissed her, in the heated epicenter that was in between her thighs. The same blunt fingertips traced her sex's cleft while having the thin lace fabric in between them. Her head reared back, making her face point to the ceiling. Her fingers gathered up the fabric that covered her hips and they squeezed out in frustration. She wanted to touch him, but couldn't find the gumption to follow through.

"Ya were saying, love," she heard Digger say into her thighs, teasing her and letting her know that he was aware of her arousal.

His teasing lilt managed to cut a little bit at the sex-inspired, fog that was clouding her mind. Her eyelids parted into narrow slits and exposed her view to the ceiling. "I," she sighed. She gathered her thoughts as several short breaths escaped her mouth. "I… I slipped it bbbbaaaacckkk…" Her voice became dismembered and chopped into several whimpers. Her cunt received another carnal gift from his talented fingers, when they flicked at her piercing, without the barrier of lace. The pleasure caused her body to flinch.

"Someone's been playin' and teasin' 'ith me," he taunted while his fingers continued to strum pleasure in her cunt. "Ya wettah than the Niagara Falls." His face drew close to her right thigh, where his lips placed a kiss on the inside. "I betcha…" His lips planted another firm kiss in a higher location. "...you taste just as sweet," he spoken into her heated and inflamed skin.

A second later, Kaia unleashed a pregnant and full moan, when his lips latched onto her pierced sex and gifted her with desire. Her hands lost their reservations and reached for the back of his head, where her fingers clasped locks of his curls. There was a silent urging from her hands for Digger to delve deeper and to unleash his ferocious hunger for her 'sweetness'. He answered her silent request, seconds later, when she felt his broad tongue slip in the crease between hairless lips. His appendage made thorough swipes against her pink folds, drawing more of her nectar into his mouth. There were appreciative groans from the mysterious Australian, the vibrations from his sounds reached her hardened nub of nerves. "FFFFFFFF-Fuck!" she ferociously gasped. Kaia wanted more. Her left leg subconsciously draped itself over his bulky right shoulder and the toe of her shoe came to rest against the small of his back. Her hands tried to push his probing mouth and tongue into her snatch, to reach the aching points that were buried in her sheath. "Come on… Come on, baby," she moaned. "L-Lick this pussy. Get in there," she sighed, encouraging him.

A drawn-out growl was made against her slicked cunt, in response. The tip of his intriguing tongue found the once-hidden treasure that now protruded from underneath the flap of skin. Digger's tongue performed a series of rapid flicks against the underside of her nub. His lips then lured the cluster of skin into his mouth and fiercely suckled. Her clit released gratifying throbs, in gratitude. "D-D-Digger," she moaned while her body released shivers. As soon as his name fell from her lips, an abrupt ending came crashing down. The heat and the wetness from his mouth were suddenly ripped away from her. Her eyes snapped open and she peered down at the man who responsible for the sudden occurrence. Dark brown eyes were greeted by a delectable sight. She took in the appearance of a flustered face. His blue eyes possessed a lusty darkness in them. His nostrils were flared while his slicked lips were slightly sucked into his mouth.

Digger removed his lips from their hold, only to growl out "Git ya gear off and lay down". His hands reached up to her ass and gave her cheeks a firm squeeze. "Go on," he urged, right before he gave her ass a pair of smacks. His hands released their hold. His left hand slithered out of her dress. His right hand made a detour on their journey. It found the curve that made up the back of her draping knee. He gripped her leg while his lips planted a kiss on her flesh and a rough nip. He tossed her a look as he guided her leg from off of his shoulder. "Make it quick…" Digger pulled away. "…The quicker ya are…" Then he reclined his back against the sectional's cushions. "...the quicker that I can make ya scream me name!" he boasted.

Once she had control of both of her legs, she began to follow the Aussie's direct orders. Her fingers sought after the straps to her dress to peel them from her shoulders. Her hands pushed the soft fabric from off of her chest and down to her hips. The gathered material was stripped off of her lower body, where it came to rest around her ankles. Now, she was only clad in her bra and her ill-arranged underwear. Her hands slipped behind her back and her fingers feverishly attacked the plastic clasp of her bra's straps. She found her release from the self-imposed confinement, a few seconds later. Her fingers removed the article from off of her breasts and tossed it to the floor. Her fingers, then, grabbed onto the elastic band of her underwear. The skimpy pair of panties were stretched and pried away from her wet cunt. The sounds of a shook belt buckle filled her ears as she made the move to bend over. She paused her movements. She peered over to Digger and found him in the midst of his own act of disrobing. He was slightly raised off of the couch. His hands were pushing his jeans and underwear from off his hips. Her lips twitched and a slight smile formed. She resumed with stripping her legs of the panties. After the pair of underwear met the end of their journey, she stepped out of them, as well as, for her discarded dress.

Kaia's eyes were automatically drawn to the prick that was exposed and casually resting against Digger's stomach. 'Oh… Shit,' her awestruck brain whimpered. She was struck with multiple signs of appreciation and desire. There were waves of humidity being secreted from her skin. More blood rushed into her already-inflamed and aroused pussy, causing her lips to twitch with anticipation. A short, breathy moan was spilled from her slightly-parted lips, which came from her heaving chest. 'His arms weren't the only big guns that he carried,' she silently mused as she continued to eye-fuck his hardened member.

He was a wielder of the type of pricks that she desired the most: thick, long and uncircumcised. He, she quickly guessed, was carrying close to nine inches of hardness that held a thickness that span up to three inches. His dick held a burgundy-hued blush against its sensitive skin. The tip of his glans made an appearance as it peeked from beneath the fleshy curtain of his foreskin. The translucent stream of fluid that was his pre-cum was a steady spillage from his almost-concealed tip.

A hand drifted down to the base and then stroke the turgid shaft, spreading its nectar on the the skin. Fingers reached the shaft's bottom again and provided the cock with a little teasing wiggle. "Come on now, girl…"

Kaia's brown eyes focused on the muttonchops-adorned face that belonged to Digger. His eyes leveled a lustful glare while a lopsided grin covered his lips as they spoke.

"…Come and git what's comin' to ya," he teased. "Make me not regret givin' ya me money."

A shivering whimper came from her lips. She made a trio of steps before coming to a pause. She took note of her trembling legs. 'I haven't even fucked him and my legs are fuckin' shaking!'

"Come on, darlin'. Come and git what's comin' to ya," he crooned, once more.

Feeling like a fawn that just learned how to walk, she resumed with her stroll. She was a few inches away from approaching the lust-driven Aussie, when her eyes accidentally scanned the windows that were behind the sectional. She was hit by a barrage of thoughts. 'Sex… Smell… Vinnie… Half…Vinnie…' The image of Vinnie's sweat-covered face entered her mind. '…Hide the smell….' V and the dancer's declaration of being Vinnie's watch-dog, followed. '…Open the windows. Hide the smell…'

"Ugh, Jesus-fuckin'—Where are ya off to now?!"

Kaia's stiletto-clad feet had taken to the end of the couch and then around the edges. Once she was in the back of the long sectional, she traveled to a set of windows that was behind it.

"Wah… What are ya doin' now?!" she heard Digger groaned.

She approached a window and her fingers unlatched the fastening, before she pushed on the panes. With a slight screeching wail, the window was cracked open. A gust of semi-chilly, polluted Gotham City air struck her face before entering the room. She pulled away and walked to the closed window that was next to it. Her fingers performed the same tasks and soon the window was cracked open.

"Why are ya openin' tha windows for?!"

"Because I don't want the room smelling like sex by the time we are done in here," she informed him as she approached the third window. She glanced over her left shoulder at the Aussie, who was peering at her from over the edge of the sectional. She glanced at the window. "After we leave here…" Her fingers pushed at the lock mechanism. "…Vinnie, that fat-greasy fuck is going to…" Her fingers released the hook from its latch. A sharp clicking noise entered the room just as she spoke. "…send one of the dancers up here. She's a snitch, really. She will tell on us, if it means to give her a few dollars…" Her right hand lain flat against the window and she began to push. "…She'll check to see if we've fucked in here."

"Why?" queried Digger.

"For every… Activity… That goes on in here, Vinnie always takes a cut. It could be anything: girls making a little bit of money by doing hair and makeup on the other girls, Vinnie takes a percentage of the profits. If some girls are selling Avon and Mary Kay to any of the girls in this club, Vinnie takes a cut. If a bouncer is selling bootleg movies and CDs during his breaks, in the parking lot, then Vinnie takes a cut. But that asshole mainly focuses on taking from us girls, at the end of the night. For the girls who just dance in this club, he takes a small percentage of their profits. And for the girls who are fucking, it doesn't matter if a girl is hooking in the private rooms, or, in here, he will take a cut out of our earnings. And I…" She watched the window open, until a wide berth was formed between the pane and the frame. "…don't plan on giving him my share," she confessed.

There was contemplative grunt. "Well, don't open up any more windows, ya hear? It'll be freezin' in here, in no time," scolded Digger.

Kaia pulled away from the window and then she made her way back to the ornery yet intriguing, Digger. Without any pretense and hesitation, she climbed onto the man's lap. She felt his curious hands on her, immediately. They cupped her round hips. She pressed her nude front against him. Despite complaining about the potential cold environment, his body felt hot. Her elbows rested on his shoulders and her hands clutched onto the couch's headrest. She drew her lips to his left ear. "Are you cold?" she whispered into his ear, teasing him. Her lips puckered and then kissed his jawline. "Don't worry, baby…" Her right hand released the cushion and slipped in between their bodies. Her fingers grazed his taut frame as they descended. "…I know how…" Her fingertips lightly bumped into the thicken flesh of his sex. She heard his grunt as she felt his hips flinch underneath her bottom. "…to warm you up…" Once his cock's base was secured in her hand, she guided him to her cunt's entrance. Her hand forced the tip of his glans to kiss her sheath. She heard his chest take in a breath. His hands tightened their hold on her waist. Her ego received a little boost, from knowing the fact that she caused that reaction. "I can give you a…" She lowered herself down on his cock. His thick glans was pushed past her slicked entrance and enveloped by her wet heat. Both dancer and client unleashed moans upon the insertion. Her right hand returned to the cushion, where a tight grip was applied. Her face nuzzled into the slope that was made by his neck and left shoulder. She lowered her ass down onto his lap, effectively drawing the rest of his shaft into her gash. A ripple of intense satisfaction ripped through her cunt and pelvis. She moaned into his skin. "Fuck, baby," she whimpered. "God, you're big," she moaned.

A series of trembles plagued her body, causing for her cunt to feel every bit of Digger's cock. He was able to fulfill every expectation that she hoped for his member. His thick and long prick was able to spread her wide and to strike every niche inside of her. Her long-neglected sheath erratically clench at the intruding figure, out of both excitement and in rejection. There was a strain of discomfort that managed to attach itself to the streams of pleasurable throbs that were created from this union.

"Ah fuck… Move, darlin'," she heard his voice gasped.

In response, her hips released a series of slow winds against his groin, causing his nestled cock to strike and scraped against every centimeter of her cunt's walls. Her spread sex and piercings ground against his groin and his sacs. There was a sensation that was so intense that it bordered on discomfort. Her fingers provided the leather with a tighter grasp. There was a tighter grip on her hips, as well. A harsh-sounding groan came from the prick's owner. Her face felt a shift in the air and a graze from his facial hair. Her eyes opened and noticed her partner was resting his head against the couch. His eyes were closed while there was a pronounced crease in his brow. His pink lips were slightly parted and his jaw lost its rigidness. Her left hand released the headrest and clasped the right side of his jaw. Her lips drew a line of kisses along his left jawline and then planted a kiss against his opened lips. She felt the tip of his tongue burrow its way into her mouth. Her tongue met his, halfway on his journey. As their tongues clashed, her hips' pace became fierce and fast. Her inflamed pussy made frenetic thrusts against his hair-covered groin. Pleasure caused her to rip her lips away from his probing mouth, so a pair of moans could fall from her mouth. Her head sank backwards and exposed her throat to Digger's mouth. "Mmmm," she loudly groaned, before tucking her bottom lip into her mouth.

"Feels like heaven, love," she heard gasped into her right ear.

Then all of a sudden, the intense pleasure ceased and Kaia found herself laying on the sectional. 'Wha…' she silently whimpered as the fog began to clear from her head. Her eyes landed their sight on the man that was kneeling in between her legs. He was gazing at her face while possessing a smirk on his own. "What? Why ya—

"Because…" His hips surged forward in the form of a sharp snap. His cock nudged against the entrance to her womb. The suite was decorated with the sound of her moans. He relished the feel of her taut pussy against his cock, with her erratic tremors. His teeth ground against each other to keep the moans from spilling out of his mouth. A throaty grunt did manage to escape. His sight venture away from her face and down to the apex of her thighs, where he viewed his cock's ejection from her channel. His thick and flushed skin was glistening from her cream, under the lights in the suite. His eyes took in the sight of the inner pink folds of flesh that made up her pussy, as he slithered out of her sheath. His cock twitched in disagreement and in need. He grabbed a hold of the shaft and stroked at the drenched member. The glans guided over to her seam, where it began to tease her by tracing the slicken crease. He watched her lower body wiggle and writhe against the couch, trying to encourage his member to re-insert itself.

"Digger," she moaned, seconds later. She sounded demure and submissive, but there was a sex-starved entity lurking beneath the surface. 'Come… Onnn!' she silently groaned. She viewed the work that his hand was committing on his cock, and indirectly, on her pussy. "Digger, please," she softly whined.

There was a stream of gloating snickering from him. "Tell me what ya want, love," he taunted. His cock's tip playfully nudged at her piercings and protruding clitoris.

A hiss and a wiggle from her hips were released from her. "I want you to fuck me," she groaned, out of frustration. She lifted her head off of the cushion and she peeped at his roaming prick. "You've been whining about wanting to fuck me since I've got here and now you're playing hard to get." The back of head returned to the cushion. "Now, who's the fucking cock-tease?" she quipped. A snickering fell from her.

Digger joined in with her laughter. "So, ya want to have a root with me?" His cock continued to run along her drenched seam, stroking the flames of her arousal. He glanced down at himself before peeping her face to notice the look of annoyance. "Do ya?"

"If that means that I wanna fuck, thenyes! I want to root… Rut… Fuck… Bang… Copulate… Make coitus with you! Just… Stick your dick back in and get this show back on the road!" she clarified with a groan.

There was another round of snickering from the naked Aussie. "Well, if ya want to, then put me cock in ya," he growled. His hands each grabbed the backs of her knees and guided her legs to drape over his forearms. In this new arrangement, his new conquest felt her ass lift off of the couch's cushions and her legs were widely spread.

Kaia gave his smug face one last glimpse before she lifted her head, neck and shoulders off of the cushion again, so she could stare down at their point of potential union. Her right hand left its resting place to slip in between their bodies and to travel down to his stroking cock. Her fingers curled around the base of his hard member and gave it an appreciative stroke.

"GGGGrrrrrrrmmmmm…" Seconds later, she felt his bearded face nuzzle into her neck. He continued to emit a soothing purr into her skin.

Her right hand gave his prick several strokes before she guided his glans to her awaiting sheath. The same ring of fire was waiting for her, when she slipped his wide tip into her cunt and past its entrance. But the discomforting sensation disappeared as soon as Digger's hips snapped forward and allowed his cock to be submerged into her cunt. A whining moan left her mouth just as a thick band of pressure was collected in the pit of her stomach. A gust of moist, hot hair was breathed into her neck while a husky moan was heard by her ears. The sounds of his fingers squeezing onto the cushions, filled her ears soon after.

"Bettah now, woman?" he rasped into her neck.

"Y-Yeah," she whimpered.

Kaia felt his cock moved again, when he slid out of her pocket at a snail's pace. The pressure that was nestled in her stomach traveled into her pelvis, only to return a second later just as his prick slipped back inside of her pussy. Her entire body flinch upon the pleasure and discomfort that came with his thrust. A whimper was made. Her arms wrapped around his waist and clutched onto his back. Her manicured fingernails dug into his flesh. She felt his body shift and his cock withdraw. A deep and slow thrust was committed a few milliseconds later. His cock managed to reach and touch many pockets of pleasure inside of her. His hair-covered groin ground against her inflamed and sensitive sex before withdrawing again and then plunging deeply into her again. "Dig… Digger," she softly moaned as she was submerged under a wave of carnal satisfaction.

The rugged and mysterious Australian's hips found a consistent rhythm, soon afterwards. They provided his cock with force that created slow-paced strokes that managed to deeply bury his member into her warmth. His fat glans would find the entrance to her cervix with every thrust and would give a gentle nudge. His hanging sacs would slam against her cunt with every snap of his hips. Every so often, his hips would take a reprieve. After his cock would become immerse in her warmth, he pressed his groin against her aroused cunt and clit. His own hips would slowly roll against her, so they both felt stimulated in every niche. It was during one of his slow winds, when he felt her unraveling around his prick.

The Presidential Suite was decorated with the voracious sounds of her moans and keen squeals. "FFFFFFFFFFFFF…Uck! D-Dig! D-Digger! Dig… Fuck! Baby… Baby… Right there! Digger! D-Digger! Dig—

She turned her head and buried her face into his sweat-slicked shoulder, where she unleashed the rest of her moans. Every muscle in her body because taut and every limb shook from exertion. She felt her pussy desperately grasp onto his roving prick, as she experienced her release. A sloppy saliva trail was made against her skin, starting from her neck and along her jawline. A strong hold was placed on the underside of her jaw. Her face forcefully turned to his awaiting mouth. His broad tongue lapped up her chin and bottom lip before his mouth was planted down on her lips. His invasive appendage pushed its way into her mouth and goaded her tongue to spar.

Kaia felt the energy in Digger shift inside of him. The calm was gone and was replaced with a raging desperation. His throat released a steady growl while his lips continued to dole out rough kisses. His thrusts had gone from deep and slow to swiftly-paced with high-velocity collisions between their bodies. The walls began to become cluttered with the sounds of their flesh slapping against each other and with their sounds of appreciation. The leather cried out with every inch of movement.

"Ah fuck," she heard Digger groaned against her lips.

His lips kissed onto her mouth before his teeth latched onto her chin. He kept his teeth biting down as a gruff-sounding groan was spilled from him. A few seconds later, the groan had simmered down into a series of whimpers. She noticed the shift in the reception to her pleasure, courtesy of his hips' ministrations. The steady stream of pressurized pleasure had splintered off into bursts of mild satisfaction. The consistent fast and furious pace dwindled down to a series of erratic thrusts that were gentler than their predecessors. There was a full-body shudder in between her legs, which was followed by a spillage of warmth inside of her. He gradually came to a still. His jaw released her chin. The tip of his tongue lapped at the site of injury.

He bathed her chin with his ragged, warm breaths before he uttered, "How long do ya think we have?"

Even though she was still feeling the 'warm and fuzzies' from her orgasm, she understood the intention behind his question. She released several hard breaths and ran her hand through her now-frizzy hair. "I don't know," she sighed. "Maybe… Maybe forty minutes," she hurriedly concluded. She looked to him. "W-Why? You're ready again?" In response, she felt his cock twitch inside of her cunt. A short moan escaped her mouth.

"Gimme a few," he growled before reaching down for her mouth.

Kaia felt his cock slip from her fold and then rest on her mons Venus, leaving a stream of wetness from their union in its wake.

Once their lips parted, Digger breathed, "In the meantime, why don't ya give me a wristy…"

Her brow scrunched up as the confusion settled in. 'A 'what'?'

"…or a gobby, in the mean time?" He didn't bother to respond to her look of confusion or answer the obvious question that was on her mind. Instead, the semi-naked, behemoth gave her a one-sided kiss and then he pulled away from her, while releasing his hold on her legs.

Relief from the tension filled the backs of her knees and her thighs, once they were free from his firm hold. Each of her hands grabbed onto a knee and proceeded to stretch out her legs, chasing away the tightness in her limbs.

"Enough with ya game-playing, darlin'. Time's a-wastin' and I still haven't receive me money's worth yet," stated the Aussie, minutes later.

In response, her knees parted and she stared at Digger's profile, through the gap that was formed. "I'm coming, honey!" she announced in a sarcastically-syrupy-sweet tone. She sat upright and swung her legs over the edge of the cushion. With her feet planted on the wooden floor, a rush of fluid was secreted onto the inside of her thighs. Her left set of fingers slipped in between her firm thighs and collected some of the moisture. 'Thank you, Goddess Depo for all of the blessings that you've granted to me,' she said to herself. She glanced over her right shoulder and at the small giant of a man that sat next to her. "You must've been pent up, I see," she teased him with a soft smile. She pulled her fingers away and brought them to her lips as she eyed the expression of mild irritation on his face. She licked her fingertips clean, taking note of the bitter and salty taste. She watched his gaze take in the act.

A smile touched his lips. "If ya enjoyed that, then y'all definitely enjoy where it came from," Digger stated with a wag of his flaccid member. A soft snickering erupted from his smiling lips.

Kaia rolled her eyes and shook her head in result. She lifted off of the couch and teetered over to Digger's parted legs. She slipped down to her knees. "Alright, stand up," she politely ordered as her hands clenched each knee. She took note of the mild level of confusion that covered his face. Unlike him, she decided to explain. "I want you to fuck my mouth…" With interest blazing in her eyes, she watched the Aussie's confusion evaporate and the sight of unbridled delight grow upon his features. "…ever since most of you guys love that shit," she further explained. "So…" her hands lifted off of his knees. "…get your ass up and give me what I want," she teased.

A growl-like laughter was spilled from his throat. "So, ya want to give me a nasty little gobby, eh?" he groaned with a lecherous flair to his voice.

'Gob—So, that's what that is,' she concluded. 'I—Uh, never mind.' She nodded her head. "Yes," she reaffirmed. A smile touched her lips. "I want to give you a…" In her best Australian accent-impersonation, she said, "…a nasty little gobby," which sounded more like a weak Irish accent.

"Yah impression sounded like shit," he quipped before cackling.

"Yeah-yeah-yeah," she grumbled. "Get your big ass up, Aussie."

With a huff, Digger lifted off of the couch and stood in front of her. Her eyes surveyed the half-flaccid meat that hung between his thighs. Her right hand grabbed at the base and held it up for her observation. He was slightly erect and hot in her hand. Her eyes caught sight of a black splotch on the underside of his shaft. 'Wait. What…What is that?' When she first saw it, close to thirty minutes ago, she thought it was a figment of her imagination. But now, as she kneeled in front of him, she saw it again. She lifted his cock away from her face and she exposed its underside. She was met with a tattoo. It was vertical, which corresponded with the length of his cock. It was crude and possibly committed by an unprofessional. 'Perhaps, by himself?' She looked into his mirthful eyes. "Why did you put the word 'God' on your dick?" she asked with high amusement.

"Because," he sighed. "Me've been fucked by Him so many times that I felt like someone else should, too," was his answer. She ended up rolling her eyes to the sound of his laughter.

With her right hand still guiding his prick to face north, she drew her lips to the sensitive ring of flesh that surrounded the base of his shaft. She nibbled at the thin skin and formed strong suckles against the flesh. Her tongue lapped up the flushed areas, soothing the stinging. Her flattened tongue licked a solitary trail against the underside of his member. Her fingers pulled back the thick flesh that was his foreskin, revealing his glans. A sloppy lick was applied to the bulbous cap before she sucked it into her mouth. Her hearing picked up his sharp inhale. The right set of fingers loosened their reins on his shaft and drifted down to his large sacs, where they tantalized the appendages.

"Mmmm, fuck…" he whispered.

Her dark brown eyes peeped at his face and discovered his expression. He appeared to be in deep concentration. His brow held a deep crease while his orbs were focused intently on her. His tongue kept licking at his bottom lip. She gave him a sly wink with her left eye. She peered at his pelvis. Her left fingers wrapped around his base. 'Time to give him his money's worth,' she reminded herself. Her lips slipped off of his glans and she gave the tip a lick. Without warning, she gave his entire length a lick and then she swallowed his cock.

Digger's reaction was instantaneous. A strong flinch ripped through his body while an unrestrained moan fell from his mouth. His hands found their ways into her hair and his fingers squeezed at the back of her head. "F-Fuck," he moaned. His head sank backwards. "Fuckin' girl."

Her grasping hand ejected Digger's now-hardened member from out of her mouth. There was an un-ladylike gasp from her mouth. Watery eyes spotted the prick's appearance. It was sopping wet with her saliva and flushed with a shade of maroon. The sight excited and aroused her. Her fingers peeled back the foreskin and exposed his hyper-sensitive glans. Lips and her tongue gave it adoration, which left the Aussie gasping and his thighs shaking. She gave his face another glance before she deep-throated his hard prick once again. In reaction, his hips snapped forward, causing his member to wedge down into her tight cavity. Her esophagus closed around his glans, which also obstructed her air pathways. With a skin-tingling gagging noise, she pulled his member from out of her mouth. Her left hand performed a series of repetitive and hasty pumps to his shaft, with her fingers making swipes at his glans. Her mouth found her way to his balls.

A strangled gasp erupted into the suite. "K-K-Kai…. Kaia," he moaned.

The sudden display of vulnerability caused her to spit out his testicle and peered northwards. Rather than her vision meeting with his face, she came upon his stubble-aligned throat. It led her to believe that his voice's submission was an involuntary act rather than some calculated notion. It made her pussy wetter than before. 'I'm gonna fuck the shit out of him,' she proclaimed as soft as a whisper. Her body released an enticing shiver, at the notion. Her lips suckled on the glans while her hands pumped at his length. Lips pulled away and her eyes landed on the underside of his chin. "Hey, captain," she flirtatiously called out.

Digger's head snapped forward at an aggressive speed. It was as if he was pulled out of a mind-numbing magic spell. His darkened blue eyes twitched in their sockets and peered down at her.

"Are you ready to fuck my mouth, now?" she teased. She didn't expect an answer. Her lips gave his glans a kiss. She gazed into his eyes. "Don't disappointment, Aussie," she announced in a sultry tone. "I want this more than you, honey." With that said, his cock became enveloped by her eager mouth. As the glans nudge at her throat's opening, she took in a deep breath and pulled him in. The grip that was on the back of her head became stronger and tighter. His hips snapped forward while his hands forced her face to smash into his pelvis. There was a seductive rolling his hips. She listened to his growl-like moans and murmured proclamations, which followed.

She held out for a solid minute before the need for oxygen became too powerful to ignore anymore. Her right and left hand grasped his hips before she clasped onto his wrists. She gave a few warning tugs to them. She hoped that Digger would be able to decipher them. 'The last thing that I want to die from is choking on a dick.' Fortunately for the woman, he did. Another heaving, wet gasp came from her mouth as soon as he was ejected. Her fingers wrapped around his member and commenced stroking him with languid pumps. Her lips found their way back to his tip. Her tongue licked lazy circles along the surface.

"Ahhh—Come on and take me cock in your mouth again," groaned Digger. He gave the top of her head a subtle wiggle. "Come on. Come on and give…" Once she complied with his naughty demand, a bellowing groan filled the air. "That's it, love!"

Kaia pulled away to suck up some oxygen, a minute later. Her hand gave Digger's prick a few more strokes before she went back for more. His hips began a rhythm while his member twitched against her squeezing throat. She reared back before she could feel the heaviness inside of her lungs. Her hand gifted his dick a few more stokes before she allowed her mouth to lavish attention on him. The grip that was on the back of her head had become stronger.

"Aaa… Me's gonna give it tah ya, love," came bursting from his mouth, several seconds later, in a husky growl.

Her left hand felt his balls flinch against her palm. She removed her hold from off of his hanging sacs and grabbed the base of his cock. Without warning, she spilled his member from her mouth with a harsh-sounding gasp stitched into the departure. Watery eyes surveyed the saliva-adorned prick. Her left hand glided along the surface.

"Aaaa…" gasped Digger as he faced the ceiling. His fingertips absent-mindedly grazed circles into his nipples. "…Put ya mouth back on me—

"No," she informed him, with her tone sounding a bit hoarse. She took in a deep breath and noticed the flimsy flutter that erupted in her chest. Her right hand doled out a few slow pumps to his cock's shaft. She stared up at his throat and watched his Adam's apple repetitively bob with every one of his swallows. "I have other plans for you," she explained. She gave his muscled stomach a kiss and a nibble. "Maybe the next time, I'll give you what you want." Her fingers played with the exposed bulbous cap of his member. Her hearing picked up the family of shuddering, light moans from his body.

His broad chest expanded and an audible inhale was made. On the gusty exhale, Digger's head slunk forward. His cerulean eyes landed on her and gifted her with steely gaze. His parted lips revealed series of shuddering moans. His tongue licked the bottom lip before he said, "D-D-Doesn't mattah tah me…" he informed her, in the form of a groan. "Just help me get me kit off".

A teasing smile touched her lips. She glanced at her pleasuring hand as it pumped at his member. "Follow me," she instructed as she returned her gaze to his eyes. She released his prick and then stood up to her feet. She took a soft hold on his right hand and led him away from his former seat. Once she arrived to the edge of the long chaise lounge that was attached to the sectional's end, she released his hand and gave him an order. "Lay down," she said in a neutral tone before taking a step off to the side. She watched the physically-imposing Digger followed her instruction just as a smoldering groan escaped from his chest.

The brash Australian settled onto the plush, leather-bound cushion without reservation or hesitance. His calves, ankles and feet, which were shrouded in his clothes, as well as, his boots were draped over the edge of the lounge chair, his feet planted on the floor. His arms were raised and bent at their elbows, while his palms served as makeshift pillows for the back of his head. His handsome face was flushed and held a thin layer of sheen, from his sweat. There was a sense of smugness that was carried, as well. His orbs were locked on the naked dancer. "Come on," he crooned. "Me still haven't gotten me money's worth," he taunted.

A soft snort and a smile came from Kaia before she joined the mysterious 'Presidential Suite' client. Using cautious steps, her trembling legs climbed over Digger's legs and then she straddled his hips.

"Go on," he softly groaned as she settled on his groin.

She gave him one last glimpse before her sight drifted down to his hair-covered stomach. Her right hand slipped in between both bodies and found his cock. She held onto the base and then she lowered herself down, returning his hardness into her wet warmth. Whimpers came from her parted lips as she was welcomed by the gratifying feelings that his dick brought forth. The dancer and newly-formed 'lady-companion' didn't rest for long. With her palms planted on his strong abdominals, her hips created slow rolls against him and causing his nestled hardness to inflict pleasure through her walls. Her cunt grasped onto him, in appreciation. Her hips were captured by his hands and were giving signs of encouragement, when they were tightly squeezed.

"Go… On," he groaned as his eyes closed.

Kaia's upper body leaned forward while her hips writhed with pleasure. She bowed her head and brought her face closer to his chiseled form. Her lips grazed the heated flesh. A trail was formed, beginning from the center of his chest to his left pectoral. It was a journey that were filled with licks and light nibbles. After her top lip gently nudged his left nipple, her tongue lapped at the skin before she sank her teeth into the flesh. Her hearing was clogged with the sound of a masculine moan. Her cunt received a spike in its pleasure as his cock withdrew a few centimeters before it plunged its remaining length into her warmth. A short moan was released on his skin. A slow roll against his sacs was committed from her hips, as a result. She heard more moans come from his mouth. She released his nipple from her mouth's hold. A trail of kisses made their way to his right nub of flesh, where it received the same treatment. Her right set of fingers rubbed at his recently-teased nipple. As her mouth applied teasing and tantalizing licks to his nipple, she lower half writhed against his built form. Her ass lifted off of his nude lap, making his cock's stalk slither out of her sheath. Just when his glans was still attached, she crashed down onto him, effectively plunging his prick back inside. Her feminine and breathy moan, along with his short and surprised groan filled the air. She felt his hands tightened their grasps on her hips again. She ground her cunt against his groin, which brought more moans from her mouth. Her lips detached themselves from his nipple and made traveling kisses, which ended on his left shoulder. Her hands came to rest on the same cushion that carried his head as she glanced over right shoulder. She was met with the image of their reflections.

With her sight trained on the mirror, she proceeded to fulfill her desire. She watched her plush ass raise off of his groin and slipping his flushed, hard dick from her slit. Without any pretense, she slammed down on his member, trapping him with her pussy and forming a hard stroke. A spike of satisfaction touched at her core. Her eyes briefly closed while a short gasp came from her mouth. Her eyes opened, when she felt hardened skin caressed her lower back. She surveyed his reaction. His hands released her hips and caressed the brown flesh that covered her back, before they drifted down to the curvy globes that made up her bottom. She felt his hands fondle and squeeze. Her knees instinctually spread wider against the leather, making her thighs form a deeper separation from his flanks. His cock managed to sank deeper into her. He was thicker and longer, according to her aroused sex. 'Oh… Got. Damnit,' she silently moaned, as the new sensation gripped her body.

"Let's… Go, darlin,'" she heard his voice raggedly breathed.

Twin sharp, pains exploded against her ass just as the abrasive sounds of skin being struck echoed in the room. There was a flinch and a squeeze from her cunt on his member, which set off a chain of reactions from the Australian rogue.

"That's it, gal," he growled, close to her ears. His hands tightened their hold, milliseconds before his lower back and hips lifting off of the couch, causing his cock to thrust deep into her eager channel. It was followed by its brasher and body-tingling twin. His hands gathered more of her supple flesh into his palms and he split apart the globes, exposing their point of union to the atmosphere. Another sharp, pleasure-inducing thrust was made with his prick into her pink, wet crease. Then, with the vigor of a starving man that settled upon food, he proceeded to pound away at her willing sex.

Kaia received full-body shudders to go along with the force of pleasure that kept exploding in her. Her jaw was open for the hoarse moans that slipped from her mouth. Her eyelids managed to flutter before they dropped over her eyes and a deep frown crossed her brow. "Aaaa… Oh my God!" she squeaked. Her head bowed as a family of tiny squeals escaped from her. Woven into the stream of pleasure-driven noises, there was the sound of a metal belt buckle being jerked around. There was the feeling of heated flesh being grazed against the outer curves of her thighs. There were the sensations of pleasure, along with a thin strand of discomfort, formed from his cock as it withdrew before delving into her body, repetitively. After one strong stroke, a sharp moan fell from her. "D-Digger!" she loudly moaned.

Digger didn't respond with a verbal shot. Instead a husky moan came from his throat before he proceeded to pound her cunt with an onslaught of pumps. His hardness found its way into her wet warmth by using rapid and shallow strokes. His hips unleashed thrusts into the air, where they landed against her sex, at a fast and unmerciful pace. The sounds of sharp, skin slaps were sung into the lavish-looking suite, along with the innocuous-sounding tinkles from his belt's buckle. The suite began to fill with a thick, dew that were generated from both heated bodies.

"…D-D-D-Digger," she sharply whimpered from her parted lips. Her body was burning with a steady stream of pleasure that only his prick could reward her with. Carnal satisfaction was bred in several points in her, each point was connected to another and the pleasure was dispersed in unequal amounts. Her cunt took up most of it. Her stomach quivered from holding onto its share. Her nipples released a prickling feeling, with theirs. Her entire body was drowning with a scorching heat that left her flesh covered with a layer of sweat. Her throat stung with a layer of discomfort that was from the strain that she put on it, when her lust-driven moans escaped from her. Her head felt heavy yet light as it hung forward, grazing both the couch's cushion and Digger's bare shoulder. Her lips would occasionally find their way to its sweaty skin and allow her tongue to lap up the beads of sweat that managed to form. Words, as well as, moans were smothered into the flesh-covered bone and muscle. "D-D-Digger… Shhhh… Keep fucking me like that, baby. Just… Just like that, baby. Gah… Your dick feels so good right now," she cried out in satisfaction.

A winding, moan came from her lover's mouth. His hands lifted off of her ass and came crashing back down onto her cheeks, milliseconds later.

Kaia squealed from delight at the sharp sensations that permeated. Her lips found their way to his gasping mouth, where clumsy and sloppy kisses were given. She felt his hands leave her rump and then cling to her waist. Her hands mounted themselves onto his pectorals as her chest pulled away from him. Her mouth doled out a last feverish kiss before she sat upright with a slight lean. Vigorous and enthusiastic hip rolls were made from her body, making her pierced cunt dragged along the surface of his groin. Her walls clenched onto his thick cock and lulled pleasure into him. She listened to his breathy moans. They matched hers. Her left hand reached for the strong surface that brushed against her back. She learned that it was his right knee and shin. Her right foot quickly found the floor's surface. She felt his cock sank deeper. A hiss and then a whimper were both formed from her mouth. Her dark brown eyes casted the man that was underneath, a lingering glare. She noticed the look of euphoria that was expressed on his flushed and sweaty face. She watched his fingers traced the indentations from his muscles until they reached his pectorals. Knowing his intended actions, her fingers cut off his hands' paths and reached their destinations. Her fingers caressed the small, patches of pink-colored skin that were lined with curly strands of hair. Her fingertips drew invisible circles into the skin before her digits pinched at the hardened nipples.

"Ummm, yeah!" was sprayed from Digger's lips. His left hand snatched up her right wrist and guided her hand to his face. His mouth latched onto the tips of her index, middle and ring fingers, sucking on each digit. His left hand reached down, in between their bodies and his fingers fiddled with her swollen clit.

Her hips proceeded to work into a frenetic and feverish dance. With her left hand gripping his knee and her right hand still covering his mouth, her hips performed a rough rocking motion against him while her cunt gripped onto his nestled member. Her pussy dragged across the surface of his groin and fingers, with each stroke from her hips causing ripples of pleasure to burst. The rocking motion eventually forth the tell-tale signings of her climax: the rising bit of pressure that was placed in her stomach, the erratic pulses in the pierced labia and the waves of ascending pleasure that ran through her body. "Digger," she moaned with her face raised in the air, "I'm 'bout to cum". She heard a groan fill the air, in response. With a trembling moan spilling, she accepted her climax. Her hands found her breasts and fondled them as she rode out the waves. "Fuck," she cried out in a weak tone before she came to rest on top of him. Her forehead found rest against his left shoulder. Her ragged breaths covered his neck. She felt his hands caress her back in a lazy formation.

"Let up, love," she heard him say, close to a minute later.

Kaia heard the grumble of an order before she felt his broad form move underneath her. His upper body lifted off of the cushion, taking her along for the ride. Her arms formed a loose embrace around his neck. Her hearing picked up the sounds of his boots hitting the floor. Her legs managed to wrap themselves around his waist. Once he lifted them off of the couch, the grasp on him became tighter. She lifted her forehead away from his shoulder and she performed a quick survey of the space that was behind him. A brush of his palm, against the back of her left thigh, reminded the woman that Digger's prick was still secluded inside of her warmth. Her pocket gave its guest a taut squeeze, out of instinct. A few rushed breaths came from her temporary lover, in response. Her eyes glanced at his face. Her lips kissed his parted lips.

Digger led her back to the couch's cushion again. Once on her back, his hands grabbed onto each of her legs and forced her to release her hold on him. A rough-textured hand slipped in between their bodies and forced his cock to become unsheathed. "Roll over," he grumbled against her lips before pulling away.

A naughty notion wiggled its way into her conscious as to where he was going with this moment. A pull formed inside of the pit of her stomach and her cunt performed a few twitches. A smile appeared on her lips as she twisted her body around, on the lounge seat. Once her back was facing him, she felt his hands crudely snatch up her hips from off of the cushion and pulled her ass towards him, making Kaia fall face first into the seat. She turned her head to the right and she tried to glance over shoulder to stare at the alluring man that was kneeled in front of her ass. She could only spot spots of flesh and blurs of his tattoos.

"Been wantin' to do this to ya, since the beginnin' of tha nigh," mumbled Digger.

A light that was bright and white flashed across her sight, before it was stained with a color that was deep shade of red. Meanwhile, her body flinched violently as her pussy was speared by his hard cock. He felt thicker and longer, for her, in this new position. Pleasure had taken a mighty grasp onto her, leaving her feeling immobile and helpless against it. Her parted lips unleashed a hoarse yelp into the leather cushion. Her fingers tried to curl around the taut material. Instead her manicured fingernails just scratched at the surface.

One of his rough paws found the space behind her neck and grabbed on while his other hand held onto her left hip before he rejected his prick and rammed it into her sheath. Her body flinched and another hoarse gasp escaped her. Before the last syllable of her wail could leave her mouth, her body rocked against the cushion as she was subjected to another one of his thrusts. Another moan bubbled up to the surface, only to get caught in her throat. She was struck with another spike of pleasure. Her hands slid up to the crease that was in between the cushion and the couch's frame. Her fingers delve in between the cracks and held onto the edges, an attempt to brace for the impending acts of force from his upcoming thrusts.

Kaia didn't have to wait for long. Once Digger found his balance and comfort in his new position on the couch, his hips released their anticipated moves. He proceeded to unleash all of his pent-up sexual energy into her cunt. He wasn't neat. The Aussie didn't possess a centimeter of finesse in his actions. He wasn't the romantic lover with the smooth tactics and flirtatious actions. He was a beast, a horny and ravenous beast. His thrusts were rapid-paced, making his pelvis slam up against her ass and cunt. His prick gave off shallow strokes that nipped at her cervix's entrance with every movement. His descending sacs were helpless as they were crushed against the two hot forms. Growl-like groans was constantly streaming from his throat as he fucked.

"…Dig…" she moaned into the cushion. Her fingers squeezed at the cushion's edges. The knot of pressure had returned to her lower belly. "…P-Please," she whimpered, a plea to no one in particular. A hoarse wail came from her mouth as she struck with the initial climatic wave. Her consciousness was clobbered with a thick haze while her vision was painted with a flood of bright, white light. Pleasure racked her body. As she came to, she was still a recipient of Digger's gift of pleasure. He kept up with his frenetic pace and his cock kept stroking at her love-bruised walls. She also found herself covered with a wet heat that contained a fleshy-sensation. Blurry, tear-filled eyes spotted marked up flesh. Her throat was possessed by a hard-feeling hand. Sharp stubble, soft lips and dewy air covered her right cheek.

A smoldering groan was sung into her right ear. "…Ahhhh, gonna give it to yah," Digger softly grunted into her ear. "…Nnngghhh, yeah, give it to yah good…"

"D-Digger… Dig… D—

The Aussie smothered her voice with his mouth, when he planted his lips onto hers to form a brutish kiss. His thick and broad tongue push past her lips and plundered her mouth. As their mouths reunited, muffled and short moans came from him. His forceful thrusts had become choppy. With a hoarse moan, his hips gave one final slam against her and fully sheathed his member. His lips made an abrupt departure from her mouth and made a lazy descent down to her shoulder, where his face rested against her neck. His gripping hand released her throat and came to rest on the cushion. Her face ended up landed on his resting hand.

Both parties allowed silence to fill up the Presidential Suite. The sounds that came from the world that was outside of the room managed to make its way in. The faint sounds of aggressive horn blaring and other signs of Gotham City's traffic managed to make its way inside of the suite. The walls were decorated with the trembling bass and soft sounds of the driving techno music that was playing on the first level of the strip club. The sounds of their own rushed breathing managed to fill the room.

The sounds were also playing the role of lullaby for Kaia. An unexpected, strong case of drowsiness had come down on the exotic dancer, to the point where her heavy eyelids began to erratically flutter.

"Me still didn't git me money's worth."

Her eyes shot open. 'What?' her brain lethargically moaned. She turned her gaze's aim to the wrist that was a hair-breadth away from her face. She slightly lifted her head. The right set of fingers gripped the object in a soft embrace before she pulled his hand from underneath her chin. She rested again. She stared down at his hand. She guided his appendage to her face, palm-side facing forward. She took a whiff at his palm and fingers. She came across the blend of a metallic scent, the familiar faint scent that was attached with paper currency, but mostly, she came away with the scent of her nectar. A smile crept up on her lips. She pulled his hand away and lain it flat on the cushion. Her fingertips caressed the skin, running over the healed wounds and avoiding the ones that were in the process of being healed. "Well, Mister Digger, what else can I do besides what I just did?" she teased before planting a soft kiss to his fingertips. "I can't think of anything else… Besides you trying to stick your dick in my ass, there's noth…"

There was a hot and dewy palm against the rounded curve of her left cheek. It caressed the supple skin with a swipe before his fingertips dipped into the deep cleft that was between both cheeks. His fingertips lightly grazed that ultra-sensitive strip of skin, which connected her cunt's entrance to her anus.

"…ting-eng-engggg!" Kaia ended up squealing out the last few syllables of her statement. The tickling was still attached to her perineum, due to his probing fingers. Out of reflex, the woman violently wiggled her lower body against the couch and against the large man that was resting on her. "Ahhh," she yelped as she felt his happy fingertips dance on that familiar ring of puckered skin. "Digger!" She added more force to her wiggle. "Digger! Stop trying to finger my…" Kaia felt her anger simmer, after she acknowledged the fact that he was ignoring her. She pressed her palms against the cushion and used her arms' strength to lift her shoulders off of the lounge chair. "…Boomer!" she groaned through clenched teeth and making her irritation known.

A sharp and short grunt was erupted from behind her head, a sign of acknowledgement. The investigating probing on her hidden and sensitive hole had ceased. The resting hand leapt off of the cushion and found its way back to Kaia's long neck, where it squeezed. The hold wasn't a strong hold, but it was firm enough to alert her that she entered a serious moment. Stubble and humid breath grazed the outer shell of her right ear. A few slow breaths filled that narrow canal, arousing the tiny hairs that were lining her ear canal. "What yah called me?" he groaned, his voice held a fringe of venom and malice. The hold against her throat became tighter. "Mmmm?" he hummed. "What yah called me, woman?"

Her dark brown orbs were wide and alert. They frantically scanned the limited viewing that was in front of her. Her anger was smothered by the fear that suddenly rose to her conscious. Her right hand grabbed at his wrist. "I… I…I…" she breathed. She tried to turn her head, in hopes of staring at him, but the action proved to be futile. "I said 'Boomer'. You… You said it, earlier. When you pulled me onto your lap, you said 'Boomer'. I thought you were talking about your…" During the action of pleading her case, she couldn't help feel the resurgence of his cock's arousal. Once again, she felt her walls expand to accommodate his valid girth. "…self, when you…" Her cunt closed upon his member, out of instinct. She was met with a dull sense of pleasure and a ring of soreness. "…said it," she moaned. "I'm… Sorry…" she whimpered. "…If I offended you," she moaned as her eyes closed. The dancer had fallen silent and waited for the Aussie's response. She silently hoped that one of his responses was to solve her awakened arousal.

After what felt like an eternity's worth of silence and noncompliance, Digger responded. He altered his current position on the lounge chair. His right leg gathered both of her legs together and then trapped them in between his knees. The new pose made his prick penetrate her cunt in a whole new way, as well as, prop her plump bottom up for his ministrations. He withdrew his member from her warmth, only to plunge forward, milliseconds later. He made sure his glans nudged her cervix. She released a full-body flinch and a yelp of surprised pleasure, into the air. He brought his lips to her right shoulder and supplied the skin with a trail of nips. They traveled to her ear. "Da name's Captain Boomerang…" His right hand gathered clumps of her frizzy locks and gave a firm pull. His hips reared away from her ass, allowing his prick to unsheathed. "…and I still had'na gotten me money's worth," he announced. His hips snapped forward and planted his hardness into her warmth with a sharp thrust.