Celestial Empire
Iron
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I was in New York over the summer renting a suite with friends at one of the top hotels on the Upper East Side, think the types with pianos and views of Central Park.
One of my fellow trustfundcel friends got us into an exclusive rooftop club, the types where you find Victoria's Secret rejects in the backroom and tip the workers in hundred dollar bills.
The music indoors was too loud so I headed off to the back, keep in mind you poorcels wouldn't have even heard of this place let alone been allowed to the back. I instantly found myself talking hedge funds and Ivy league with these careermogger slicked back hair Wall Street yuppies and and barely noticed I was getting eyefucked by these two foids, instantly picked up 'trust fund traveller foids here to attend Victoria Secret modelling events' vibes from them, one was a high class looking blonde Belgian foid, probably low stacylite around 5'9, the other was a gigaexotic 5'11 mid-high stacylite German-Brazilian foid who looked like a mix of Adriana Lima and Gigi Haddid
I approached them and had them making out with me and trying to unbutton my shirt within 2 minutes. We headed off to the stalls so I could do cocaine off their asses but they were all full so I looked into one of the stalls (perks of frauding 6'5) and told some manlet doing coke there I'd break his arm if he didn't leave. I looked like a coked up Wall Street investment banker on his break when I caught myself in a reflection on the way back to the car.
Suicidefuel when realized i couldn't fit both of them in my 2-seater Aston Martin DB4 GT Zagato. So anyways i opened the door for the Belgian foid while ignoring the deathnic one and left her standing there as i drove off the other one to fuck
The Belgian foid started unzipping my pants halfway through the ride but i could barely get hard from the cocaine so i told her i didn't want to get the leather seats dirty (over for my NT levels)
We ended up fucking 3 times that night despite me barely being able to get it up
Afterwards I found out she was an actual model with 10 000 instagram followers and had her follow me before i kicked her out for smoking in my suite at 3AM and she hasn't stopped texting me since then JFL
One of my fellow trustfundcel friends got us into an exclusive rooftop club, the types where you find Victoria's Secret rejects in the backroom and tip the workers in hundred dollar bills.
The music indoors was too loud so I headed off to the back, keep in mind you poorcels wouldn't have even heard of this place let alone been allowed to the back. I instantly found myself talking hedge funds and Ivy league with these careermogger slicked back hair Wall Street yuppies and and barely noticed I was getting eyefucked by these two foids, instantly picked up 'trust fund traveller foids here to attend Victoria Secret modelling events' vibes from them, one was a high class looking blonde Belgian foid, probably low stacylite around 5'9, the other was a gigaexotic 5'11 mid-high stacylite German-Brazilian foid who looked like a mix of Adriana Lima and Gigi Haddid
I approached them and had them making out with me and trying to unbutton my shirt within 2 minutes. We headed off to the stalls so I could do cocaine off their asses but they were all full so I looked into one of the stalls (perks of frauding 6'5) and told some manlet doing coke there I'd break his arm if he didn't leave. I looked like a coked up Wall Street investment banker on his break when I caught myself in a reflection on the way back to the car.
Suicidefuel when realized i couldn't fit both of them in my 2-seater Aston Martin DB4 GT Zagato. So anyways i opened the door for the Belgian foid while ignoring the deathnic one and left her standing there as i drove off the other one to fuck
The Belgian foid started unzipping my pants halfway through the ride but i could barely get hard from the cocaine so i told her i didn't want to get the leather seats dirty (over for my NT levels)
We ended up fucking 3 times that night despite me barely being able to get it up
Afterwards I found out she was an actual model with 10 000 instagram followers and had her follow me before i kicked her out for smoking in my suite at 3AM and she hasn't stopped texting me since then JFL
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