"A week, huh?" Lucas asked, weighing the information in his head. Not long, but long enough to get a few clients under her belt. Heh. So she had probably been fucked in various ways depending on her clients tastes, but she had obviously not grown sick of it. Then he noticed the look on her face as she eyed his cock and wondered if she would be able to take it or of she was too tight despite her profession. "I'll try to be gentle," he said in an attempt to reassure her, but did he really have the ability to do so?<br/><br/>Glancing around the room, Lucas noticed the drawers off in the distance and his lips twisted onto a grin. Standing up, and taking care not to give her a face full of his rock hard dick, he offered her a hand to help her off the floor. "Trust me," was all he offered in way of explanation before leading her to the dresser. Turning her around with simple gestures, Lucas faced her towards it before slipping in behind her. Using his feet to widen her stance and placing his hands on her waist, the man threaded his cock between her legs and slid the length across her creamy fold, taking care that the tip of his cock also hit her clit.<br/><br/>At  first it was slow to make sure she was wet enough, but then he picked up the pace before finally taking his cock in hand and guiding himself into her pussy. As he fucked her from behind, the hand that wasn't at her hips snaked around to grope her tits, grunting in pleasure as her warmth enveloped his thick, throbbing cock.