We are a young couple ( both 20) living in a one-sided open relationship. My girlfriend is just slut
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For a long time she has been dreaming of a modeling career, everything she needs, a figure, beauty and a willingness to spread her legs when needed to earn a night out. Previously, she happened to make a blowjob in exchange for a job as a waitress or to earn money for our shared vacations as an escort. This time, however, there was an opportunity for something mega-promising.
After her mediocre performance in a local modeling TV show, she was approached by a guy across the border offering casting for fashion magazines. The first thing we noticed was that the guy was mega-handsome so the extra element of persuasion would be an added pleasure here.
The second thing was that in the casting instructions it is mentioned about meeting in a hotel and taking care of the appearance, both external for photos and internal (it was about the underwear), this gave us a bit of an idea that there might be something to it.
Of course, as a supportive boyfriend, I traveled with her to the other end of the country for this casting, but in order not to disturb her, I booked a room in which I waited for the result and a possible celebration together. From what I saw, there were a lot of willing girls so the thought of any lodging element with a strange guy is totally out of the question.
However, I was wrong. As it turned out, my girlfriend was at the very end, and before the queue reached halfway I unfortunately fell asleep due to travel fatigue.
However, I was awakened by a loud and sudden noise from behind the walls of the room. I did not know whether it was a robbery or an attempted murder. After a while, however, I began to hear the characteristic moaning and the sound of hugging just behind the wall. I won't say it was an interesting surprise, a more interesting surprise was when I read the message from the girl in which she writes me that after the conversation he invited her to the room to give the necessary documents and information because it was successful.
It took me a moment to connect the dots and realize that the room she handed me was the one next to mine… and yes! It was her!
I didn't know if I was more in shock or more excited about it all. After all, the girl came back to me without underwear but with bruises and marks all over her body, the only thing she said before going to sleep was "I got it baby".