Unsatiable Lust

Chapter 7 Hunting in the Club

Coco couldn't be prouder of herself every time she thought that as a teenager, she had conquered the

experienced and ruthless middle-aged man. She had opened the sinful gate to hell for him.

She stood at the bar and ordered some random wine. She had no interest in drinking at all, because

she hated how bitter wine taste in her mouth. However, since she was in a bar, she had to do as other

people do. Every time she was here, she would order a bottle and just took a sip.

She couldn't drink that much. One cup of beer made her tipsy.

She scanned the people on the dance floor. There were all kinds of people dancing and twisting their

bodies in angles and postures that they dared not to do in the day.

Coco felt even emptier. She hadn't found any interesting target in the bar so far. Now she missed the

feeling of being filled by Magnus.

One of her hands was on the bar while the other was holding a glass of wine. This place was a bit

boring. Those who tried to pick her up were all too greasy. She decided to stay for ten more minutes

and then she would call Magnus over. The man should've finished seeing his daughter. He might be

available tonight... or Coco could always call the bunch of guys she had hooked up before.

While she was thinking, a weird guy showed up. He was sitting there stiff, like an old fogey ran into a

club by chance. That looked so funny.

His appearance was common, but his body was in very good shape. That was the most impressive

male body Coco had ever seen. The simple black T-shirt really accentuated his thick shoulder and

majestic chests. Coco had even vaguely seen his bulging lower body.

The guy was attractive, but what made Coco even more interested in him was that he had been

surrounded by girls, yet none of which could chat him up.

Coco drank the whole bottle of fruit wine in one breath. She wasn't that drunk, and she didn't lose

consciousness. She just needed the flush to pretend to be drunk.

She shimmied over like a model on the runway.

Magnus had always liked to "train" her. She had a slender and tall body, proud D-cup breasts, wasp

waist and peach-like buttocks. It would be a waste if she didn't make full use of these advantages.

It was under Magnus's request that Coco hired a famous model to teach her how to walk. She was still

nowhere near a real model, but it was enough for her to impress other men.

She wobbled as if she had really been drunk.

The man was annoyed by those women around him, so he moved away and sat at the corner. Coco

wobbled over. She passed him close enough to rub her butt on his sturdy muscles.

She wasn't sure which part her butt would contact. She wondered if it was his shoulder or arms. They

were looked hard. With that muscle, Coco was sure there was no position he couldn't do in bed.

Now she hoped his manhood could be as hard as his muscle.

Coco rubbed herself on the man. Then she "accidentally" twisted her ankle and fell into the man's

arms. Coco was quite satisfied with her performance. Every action had been put in proper time.

Then she looked up at the man with dim eyes and smirked. "You're so cute! Can I..." She said and

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It felt rough, but the beard had been shaved clean. Her soft back was leaning lightly against his chest,

and her butt could clearly feel the hardness between his thighs.

She was quite satisfied with his body and his reaction.

She touched his face and put her arms around his neck. Then she gently strokes his Adam's apple and

tried to feel the man's swallowing. It was moving. That looked really sexy.