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Sex in a Broom Closet"Oh my God." Manda breathed. "There he is." Megan followed her gaze. Justin Timberlake himself was strutting nonchalantly out of the fancy hotel. "Manda, come ON!" She yelped, seeing her friend's frozen expression. Tugging her by the arm, Megan tugged her over to Justin. Manda stood there in shock, staring up at him. He smiled down at her, then turned around, walking toward the waiting taxi. "DAMNIT Manda, if you don't say anything to him I will!" Megan hissed, slapping her across the face. It didn't help. "Fine." Megan said, laughing. Opening her mouth, she let out a scream loud enough for anyone within a mile to hear. "JUSTIN, MANDA WANTS TO FUCK YOU!" The delicious man stopped walking, then turned around, an amused expression on his face. He began walking back to the girls, ignoring his bodyguards' annoyed protests. Manda's face drained of color. "Ohmygodmeganiamgoingtokillyouandcutyouupintotinylittlepiecesandfeedyoutomydogs…" She whispered, wanting to disappear. Justin reached them. "Hi." He said softly. "Um - Hey." Manda replied, smacking Megan when she started to laugh. "So," Justin slowly asked her, "is what your friend said true?" "Y-N-Ye-No." Manda stuttered, her blue eyes stuck on his brown ones. "No?" "I mean - yeah - yes. Honestly, yes. I want you." Manda choked, shocked at what she was saying to him. Her face turned a bit red as her words sunk in. Biting his lower lip seductively, he leaned down to her until they were face to face. "I'll take care of that, baby." Taking her hand is in large one; he led her inside the hotel. She followed without question, oblivious to Megan's gaping mouth, to the confused bodyguard, to the jealous fans crowded outside. She walked with him blindly, never taking her eyes off his. He stopped abruptly, opening a door and shoving her inside. Stepping in with her, he shut the door behind him. "Take off your skirt." He demanded. She carried out his request gladly, watching him as he undid his fly. "God Justin, that thing is massive." She gasped. He grinned naughtily at her. "I noticed." She shivered with desire as he positioned himself carefully between her legs and then pushed his way inside her. As he pounded into her, he rammed his fist into her mouth to keep her from screaming out loud. "Shh." He whispered, chewing on her left earlobe. "Be quiet baby." Manda tried to oblige to his request, but couldn't help moaning loudly as he pushed himself deeper inside of her. When they reached their climaxes, they forgot about being quiet, yelling loudly in pleasure and pulling one another close. "What's your name?" Justin asked her as they departed. "Manda." She replied, still breathing erratically. "Well, Manda…" Licking his soft lips with his long, pink tongue, he smiled. "Thanks for the good time… I've never had sex in a broom closet before."
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