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PropertySex – A Saucy Real Estate Adventure

Naughty neighbors, lucrative listings, and a sultry home insurance agent named Kayla Kink have transformed the once-boring world of real estate into a titillating taboo realm. Today, Keisha Grey, the brash young realtor, finds herself at the opulent estate of the wealthiest man in town, property tycoon Drake Madison.

Clad in her signature tight mini-skirt and low-cut blouse, Keisha rings the doorbell, her heart pounding with anticipation. The door creaks open to reveal drake in all his shirtless, chiseled glory, his trousers hanging dangerously low on his hips. A mischievous grin spreads across his face as his piercing blue eyes roam her voluptuous curves with unabashed desire.

“Well, well, well. If it isn’t the ravishing real estate vixen herself. Keisha, my dear, I’ve been expecting you,” Drake purrs, inviting her inside with a gentleman’s flourish.

Keisha saunters past him, her hips swaying hypnotically. “Ah, Mr. Madison. I presume you’ve received my clients’ list of demands? They’re ready to make an offer on THIS.” She arches an eyebrow, indicating the sprawling mansion behind him.

Drake chuckles, a deep rumble that sets Keisha’s nerve endings ablaze. “Oh, I’m sure we can reach an… acceptable arrangement. Why don’t you join me in my study while I pour you a drink?”

As Keisha follows Drake through the palatial corridors, their chemistry sizzles, the very air crackling with erotic tension. They enter the sumptuous study, a den of dark woods and leather furnishings. Drake pours two glasses of expensive scotch and hands one to Keisha.

She takes a sip, relishing the smoky, honeyed taste as much as she savors the glitter of predatory intent in Drake’s eyes. “So, what do you say, Mr. Madison? Are you ready to seal the deal?”

Drake sets his glass down with a crack, then stalks towards her with pantherine grace. “I thought you’d never ask,” he growls before crashing his lips against hers in a searing, desperate kiss.

Keisha moans into his mouth, her body melting against the hard planes of his chest. Their tongues entwine in a sensual dance as Drake’s hands roam her curves, slipping beneath her plunging neckline to cup the weighty mounds of her breasts. Her nipples pebble beneath his touch, straining against the thin fabric of her blouse.

Drake walks her backwards until she collides with the edge of his massive mahogany desk. He makes quick work of the buttons on her blouse, baring her to his hungry gaze. Keisha’s breath hitches as Drake worships her breasts with his mouth, his tongue swirling around the sensitive peaks until she’s a writhing, mewling mess.

“Fuck, you’re so sexy,” Drake groans around a taut nipple. “I’m going to fuck you on every surface of this room until you can’t remember your own name.”

“Promises, promises,” Keisha teases breathlessly.

In response, Drake spins her around and bends her over the desk. She hears the whisper of cloth as he unbuckles his belt, the telltale zip of his fly. Impatient fingers hook into the waistband of her skirt and panties, yanking them down her thighs in one swift movement.

Then, with a groan of pure masculine need, Drake slams his thick, throbbing cock into her wet, waiting heat. Keisha cries out, her voice rebounding off the richly paneled walls. Fuck, he’s huge, stretching her deliciously as he plunges deep.

Drake sets a brutal pace, his hands gripping her hips hard enough to leave bruises as he pounds into her. The obscene slap of flesh against flesh fills the study, punctuated by Keisha’s high, breathy moans and Drake’s grunts of animalistic pleasure.

“Take it, fucking take it,” Drake snarls as he fucks into her, his heavy balls slapping against her sensitive clit with every thrust. “Scream for me, you filthy little realtor slut. Let the whole neighborhood know who’s the man of the house.”

Keisha whimpers and wails, her knuckles white as she fists the velvet surface of the desk. Electric pleasure coils tighter in her core as Drake brings her hurtling towards climax with merciless, feeling fucking. She clenches down on his pistoning cock, and Drake curses vehemently above her.

“Fuck, I’m going to come,” he rasps. “Come with me, baby. Milk my cock like the dirty girl you are.”

As if by command, Keisha shatters into a million brilliant bits of ecstasy, her pussy convulsing wildly around Drake’s thickness. Wave after wave of mind-blowing bliss crashes over her as she screams her release.

Drake buries himself to the hilt one last time, his fingers digging into her hips hard enough to leave crescent-shaped marks. With a strangled shout, he pulses inside her, flooding her clenching channel with his hot seed.

They collapse onto the desk, a tangle of sweaty limbs and sated, gasping breaths. After a long moment, Drake props himself up on his elbows, grinning wickedly.

“I think you’ve made quite the impression, Ms. Grey,” he drawls. “The property is yours… for the right price.”

Keisha laughs, a throaty, satisfied sound. “Oh, I think we can come to an arrangement, Mr. Madison. I’m a very persuasive negotiator.”

And so begins the saucy saga of PropertySex, a delicious descent into the tantalizing world of real estate deals gone wild. Keep your doors locked and your shades drawn – there’s no telling what new, sexy shenanigans might come knocking at your window next.