The smell of money

The bank’s alarms rang as we dived for the car.

A squeal of tyres and we were away.

She ripped her mask off and shook out her long blonde hair.

“I love you, baby”

“I love you too,” I grinned as I pulled off my mask too.

When we got back to our room, she carefully laid the hundred dollar bills out on the bed then stripped naked and lay in the middle of it.

She spread her legs, biting her lip as I crawled between her thighs.

The smell of sex and money filled the room… the perfect aphrodisiac. 


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