Sophie's answer came without hesitation and it made me take a breath and relax into the chair, this giving her the opportunity to sit up and unleash more fire.
"When you first approached me was it not because you were looking for a pussy to wet your dick.
My image fit that description of a girl who would spread her legs for you and when you got me in your claws what did you do?
You turned to Isabella, forgetting about my existence.
You came back from your business trip and the first time the thought of me comes to your mind is because you want to wet your dick.
Tell me I'm wrong, that you don't see me as a slut."
"You're wrong"
My calm immediate reply stunned Sophie but she didn't delay in refuting it.
"Lies. For what other reason do I exist in your life other than a pleasure hole."
"For what reason do I exist in yours."
Not to lie, Sophie had valid points but the man that met her and fucked her back at the hotel was not exactly the same man before her.
